DN-388 HORNY LITTLE BABYSITTER by Steve Golden

FOREWORD

As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized, and the overall family structure weaker, we are seeing more and more of the phenomenon known as amorality. As a result, we are becoming more aware of corruption in all circles, and more aware that there are those people who have placed little value on morals -- people who know neither good nor bad.

The young girl in this story, Kelly Gordon, is a child of the present. Living the life of the existential hedonist, she refuses to worry about tomorrow and rarely thinks of the past. Her main concern is for today and the pleasures it brings. For sex is merely something to be enjoyed, carrying neither emotional ties nor moral overtones.

HORNY LITTLE BABYSITTER -- the story of a young girl who truly embodies the lifestyle of many in our society. Her story is one which holds a lesson for us all.

The Publisher

CHAPTER ONE

The cute teenager's pussy pulsed wetly when Frank Rivers opened his front door and she saw how handsome he was.

"I came a little early, so that I could use your pool," Kelly Gordon smiled. "I hope you don't mind. Your wife suggested it on the phone."

She stood in the doorway in her short summer dress and let Frank Rivers give her the once-over. He didn't say anything for a while, but simply stared at her, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. She giggled softly. It was the first time she'd ever babysat for the Rivers family, and it was obvious from the man's reaction that she was not what he was expecting.

"I'm sorry, please come in," he said at last, waving her through the hall and into the living room. "My wife's not home, I'm afraid. She went on ahead of me. But come on through to the back. I'll show you the pool and you can have some fun while I get ready. Little Tim is already asleep."

Kelly followed him through the house to an enclosed patio and pool area. He indicated the pool with a wave of his hand and watched her closely, without speaking. He didn't make any move to go get ready for his night out. It seemed he had all the time in the world. He simply stood there, waiting. There was a tense smile on his wide lips.

"Okay if I go ahead and take a dip then?" she asked him. "I won't be very long, and then I'll concentrate on all my babysitting chores, I promise."

"Be my guest. Take your time," he muttered. Again he waved a hand in the direction of the pool.

Kelly propped her shoulder bag against one of the patio chairs and unbuttoned the front of her dress. It slipped off her shoulders and she stepped out of it quickly, shucking her shoes in the process. All she had on underneath the dress was a salmon-colored string bikini.

"Jesus Christ," grunted Rivers, his eyes sliding over her. "Holy shit!"

Kelly giggled. "Do you like it? It's brand new," she purred.

She had leaned over to fold up her dress and her perfectly shaped tits swung forward in the harness of the tiny bikini top. They were huge balls of golden brown tit flesh, developed way beyond her years. The cross-string over her rib cage and the two tiny triangles of cloth barely contained her gorgeous tits.

"My mother doesn't know I bought it. If she found out I wore something so daring she'd kill me," Kelly went on, not waiting for an answer. The way he was staring at her, she didn't need one. Poor old Rivers was practically drooling there in front of her.

She squatted down on her haunches to rummage around in her bag, and he noticed the sheer perfection of her slender thighs. The draw-string of her bikini panties dug into her nude hip. He felt his cock twitch in his slacks and he began to take deep breaths. From this angle, he also had a view down between her tits. They looked heavy and pear-shaped and beautiful.

"Whaaa... whaa... why haven't we ever had you as a babysitter before?" Rivers mumbled.

He shoved a hand deep into his pocket and tried to shift the position of his cock with his fingers. His shorts were trapping his prick against one leg, and as he watched Kelly it grew more and more uncomfortable.

"I've only just started doing this work. My mother would never let me before. She said I was too young and inexperienced."

She had stood up again and now she strode like a sleek young animal across the concrete patio to the pool. Rivers watched her trim little ass cheeks flex as she moved.

He couldn't take his eyes off her. She had the sweet pouty face of a little girl and the body of a magazine centerfold. She smiled and giggled like a silly teenager but wriggled her tits and ass like a born cock-teaser. And he had her alone in the house -- and she was nine tenths nude. Shit, it was the chance of a lifetime!

Kelly stepped gingerly into the pool, smiling back at him as she did so. He watched as the water reached her knees, her thighs, her crotch. He felt his balls churn. The water lapped at her pretty belly, her lovely rib cage, then her stunning girl-tits. His cock gave a definite lurch in his pants.

He moved to the pool's edge, fingering his cock as he went. Kelly had flopped forward onto her belly and was doing a slow, lazy breaststroke. The cute blonde ringlets of her hair dipped into the water and clung to her shoulders. Her golden tan seemed to turn a deeper shade of brown under the turquoise water.

"It feels so good! God, I love it!" she laughed, flipping over and splashing back towards him. Then she was gone again, stroking the length of the small pool without any effort.

Rivers curled two fingers around his aching cock and tried to jerk off through his pants pocket. He couldn't stand it. The sight of her incredible body, the sexy sound of her laughter -- it was too much. His mind was whirling. She was so young. He was a married man. What if one of the neighbors saw them over the tall fence?

Suddenly, Kelly was rising from the water in front of him. She stood waist deep in the shallows then took one step up toward him, so that the water lapped at her salmon bikini bottoms. She cocked her head prettily and smiled at him. Droplets fell from her corkscrew hair and slid down her golden body.

"You look like you could use a swim yourself," she teased. "Would you like to join me?"

Rivers watched the water drool down her brown body in heavy droplets. She was damn near shining there in front of him. Then he noticed something else. The cool water had stiffened her nipples, so that they poked out against her tiny bikini top. He could even see the puffy circles that surrounded the swollen nipples. From the waist up, she was as good as naked.

His gaze moved down her flat brown belly and he noticed something else. Tiny wisps of pussy hair had begun to peep out over the top of her lewd bikini bottoms. The salmon triangle at her crotch now clung to her so tightly that the tufts of cunt hair were clearly visible through the fabric. And even the slit of her cunt could be seen farther down.

She stood there on the bottom step of the pool gazing up at him with her laughing blue eyes. And, like a man in a dream, he began to move toward her. She giggled and backed off into deeper water as he shed his shoes and socks. She smiled as he stripped off his shirt and unzipped his fly. Finally, she covered her mouth with her hand and looked away as she realized he wasn't kidding. He was going to go all the way.

She heard him splash into the shallow water behind her. Then she heard him slopping toward her. She felt his arm snake around her tiny waist as he tugged her to him. The thick log of his cock scraped along her thigh and poked her bare ass cheek. His hands were sliding up her flat belly, cupping her enormous tits.

"Mr. Rivers, you're completely naked!" she whispered, still with her back to him.

"Fucking right. You think I could stay dressed any longer, watching you in the bikini?" The long pole of his cock had lodged between the cheeks of her pretty ass and he was gently rubbing it up and down in the crack there.

"I thought you were going to put on a bathing suit," she went on. He had her trapped against the side of the pool now, and she couldn't move if she wanted to.

"Fuck, what a cute little cock-teaser you are," he moaned into her ear. His cockhead kept bumping into the small of her back now. His prick was about eight inches long.

"I don't think I should let you do this," she protested mildly. She blushed to realize that her pussy was greasing up in her bikini bottoms. Even in the water, she could feel that.

"Put your hand on my cock. Feel it," he urged her. He let go of her tits and kept her pinned to the side of the pool with the weight of his body. He clutched the concrete edge.

"Mr. Rivers, really..." she murmured. There was a slight catch in her voice.

She turned slightly in the water and reached down to his crotch. Her fingers found the still stiffening prong of his cock and curled around it expertly. She squeezed his prick and gave him a cute smile from under her wet curls.

"Happy?" she asked. Then she began to pump his thickened cock ever so slowly. Even in the water, his prick felt hot and tense.

"You've no idea how good that feels," he told her.

Suddenly he reached behind her and worked loose the bikini string across her back. The two tiny salmon triangles floated up and her big tits were free in the water. He used one hand to fondle and tease the lush tit flesh. His thumb tweaked the inch-long nipple.

"Mr. Rivers!" she protested again. But she was smiling. And her hand was pumping steadily on his stiff cock.

Before she could say any more, his hand lunged down her flat brown belly and dug into the brief triangle of fabric at her crotch. He drove through her pussy hair and fucked his middle finger as far up her sweet young cunt as it would go. He began to finger-fuck her solidly, making her writhe her pussy on his hand. In the process, he untied her bikini and let it drift off into the water.

"Obhh God! Ohhhh Mr. Rivers!" she groaned. She held onto his cock now as though it were a lifeline, to steady herself. Her lovely legs cycled in the water.

"You want to fuck, sweet little cock-teaser?" he leered. "You want eight inches of hard cockmeat up that sweet little cunt of yours?"

"Oooooooh, yes! Oooooh, yes please!" she whimpered. She had turned enough now so that she could reach his crotch with both hands. She found his balls and cupped them lovingly in her palm.

"Or maybe you'd prefer a suck? How's about that? You want to take my nice hard cock into your mouth and suck it till it shoots?" he wheezed. He fucked his finger back and forth in her cunt viciously.

"Up my cunt. Fuck me up my cunt," she bleated. She pumped his cock and squeezed his balls at the same time now. And she was pressing her tits against him, forcing her body against his.

"Maybe you'd prefer an ass-fuck? How about that? You want my big hard cock up your tight little asshole?" he teased. He stuck his tongue in her ear.

"Please, don't tease me," she whispered. "I can't stand it. I need your cock. Please!"

She pulled his cock and balls toward her. It seemed she wanted to sit on his cock right there in the pool. But she couldn't really move. He had complete control of her. Suddenly he slipped his finger from her soggy cunt and planted both hands on her waist. Then he gave a mighty heave and lifted her up onto the edge of the pool.

"Let's get down to business," he said, his voice gruff. "Enough of this fooling around. Let's get down to some serious fucking."

CHAPTER TWO

Kelly lay on her back on the concrete, dripping like a wet puppy. She was completely naked. She bent her knees and rested her feet on the pool's edge, spreading her legs as wide as she could. She expected Frank Rivers to rise dripping from the water and fall on top of her, begin fucking her right away.

But he seemed to have other ideas for the moment. Maybe it was the sight of her tufted cunt, winking at him from beneath all the curls of wet pussy hair. Maybe it was the way her cunt gaped widely, showing off the soft pink folds of flesh within. Then again, it could have had something to do with her planting her fingertips on her outer cunt lips and tugging them apart brazenly, so that all her inner pussy flesh was exposed for him.

At any rate, he raised up just enough to dip his head between her spread legs. Then he began to eat her pussy, licking and tickling the soggy folds of cunt flesh like a man possessed. He fucked his tongue deep, poking at flaps of skin with it. And she lifted up her ass and drove her pussy against his face, whimpering deep in her throat.

"Ooooooh yes! Eat me! Ooooooh yes, please eat my pussy!" she groaned. Her belly flexed and rippled as she humped his face. Her lovely tits began to roll and wobble.

She spread her legs wider, cranked her cunt open with her fingers. He scooped his hands under her pretty ass cheeks and squeezed, mauling her tight ass flesh while she wriggled and squirmed. The only two points of her body that touched the concrete were her feet and her shoulder blades. The rest of her body was arched crazily.

"Shit, piss, cock, cunt, eat me... oooooh, eat me!" she chanted weirdly, rolling her head from side to side. "Cum, cock, balls, pussy, jism... ooooooh! I love it! I love dirty sex! Cock, cock, cock!"

Rivers suddenly found the stiff little button of her clit with his tongue. He touched her clit once, twice, then began tapping it. Kelly squirmed and made odd sounds in her throat. She sounded as though she was about to cry. And her body kept writhing, as if she had to escape his teasing, poking tongue.

"Eat me! Suck my cunt! Oh fuck! Ooooooh!" she whimpered. She had let go her cunt lips now and tangled her fingers in his hair, tugging him onto her cunt and churning her cunt around on his face. Lewd wet sucking sounds rose up from her crotch.

She was swiveling her hips and rubbing her thighs about his ears, and he decided it was time to get out of there. He didn't want to suffocate in the steaming soggy mess of her cunt. He sucked and nibbled on all her gross pink cunt flesh one last time, then suddenly raised his face up off her. He smacked his greasy chops in appreciation.

Then he hauled himself up from the water and knelt dripping on the concrete between her spread thighs. His cock was still good and hard and not the slightest bit shriveled from its time in the water. He took his prick in hand, pumped it a few times, then aimed his fucker toward the gaping wet gash of her lush cunt.

"Fuck me, yes! Fuck me!" she urged, glaring at his cock with her eyes wide. Her back was arched, her ass completely off the ground. Her tits were wobbling back toward her face, the nipples swollen.

Rivers found the soggy opening between her hair-lined pussy lips with his cockhead. He lodged the prickhead there and twisted it around, cranking her legs open even wider. Then he eased forward, and inch after inch of stone-hard cock fucked effortlessly into her aching pussy. He swore he could hear a creaking sound as he fucked into her.

"Mmmnnn! Mmmnnn!" Kelly moaned, feeling the stiff cock fuck into her cunt. She kept her body arched as his prick bulled its way deep into her belly.

"What did you say your name was?" he croaked suddenly, as if he wanted to get the final pleasantries out of the way. As he stared down, more than half of his giant prick had disappeared into the luscious teenager's pussy. "I didn't," she grunted back. Her fingers were back at her cunt lips, and she was prying them wide for him, making sure there were no obstructions to this sweet fat cock.

"I want to know," he insisted, fucking another two inches of prick into her cunt. The tight sheath of her pussy was sucking at his cock like a mouth.

"It's Kelly," she grunted. "Ohhh, it feels so good!"

He bulled forward some more and the last of his hard-on fucked into her pussy. His crinkly crotch hair, still soggy, meshed with hers. His cock was embedded in her pussy to the balls. But he didn't start fucking right away. He stayed quite still, his cock throbbing gently. Slowly, she let her ass sink down onto the concrete. His belly sank onto hers as he leaned forward over her.

"And how old are you?" he murmured, staring into her eyes. Then he seemed to have a second thought. "No, don't tell me."

He began to fuck her with long, vicious strokes, slicing her cunt open and driving his prick deep. Her thighs slid up over his haunches and she sucked his cock far inside her. She locked her heels together in back of him. She spread her arms wide and splayed her fingers out on the warm concrete.

"Have you fucked many guys?" he panted. His upper body was angled up from hers. He supported himself on his hands.

"Why do you want to know that?" she panted. There was a smile on her pouty lips.

"I'm curious about what you teenagers are up to. I want to know what goes on."

"But we're fucking!" she groaned. The last thing she felt like was talking, though she did let out moans and grunts from time to time.

"I like to talk when I fuck. My wife won't let me. She's such a fucking prude." He fucked his cock hard into Kelly once or twice, as if the thought of his wife made him angry. Then he continued fucking in a steady rhythm, his ass rising and falling regularly as he drove his cock to the hilt in her cunt.

"Please, just fuck me. Don't talk, just..."

"Do you fuck just one guy, or a whole bunch? You let lots of guys in your pants?" he went on. He was really enjoying himself and seemed in no hurry at all. This was, his first taste of teenage pussy in a very long time, and he wanted to draw it out as long as he could. Her body was brown and warm and still very wet. He ran his hands up over her flanks and clutched a fistful of tit, tweaking both hard nipples with his thumbs. Her tits were so full and plush, like great liquid sacs. They juggled and squirmed under his fingers and the nipples were hot against his skin.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted, her voice a girlish whimper. Her whole body jerked on the concrete each time he fucked into her.

He left her tits and reached behind himself for her slender legs, unraveling them from around his hips and gripping her behind her knees. He pressed her legs back and up, back into the her lovely body and forcing her feet air. The backs of her thighs formed a large V for him and the tufted gash of her cunt rooked up higher. He seemed able to bury his cock even deeper from this angle.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" she moaned. "I love cock! I just love cock! Fuck me deep! Cram me full of cock and fuck me deep!"

Rivers obliged her. He danced his ass around, lunging at her first from the left then from the right, from up on top and from down below. He reamed every last inch of her helpless teenage pussy, making her ooze streams of sticky sweet girl-slime.

"I bet you fuck every which way, don't you little girl?" he grunted, his voice more ragged now. "I bet you've taken cocks up every single hole you've got, haven't you?"

"Please, just fuck me! I need it so bad! Just cram me with cock! Ohhhh, please!"

"And I bet you like cum, don't you? I bet all you young cock-teasers love hot juicy cum spurting all over."

"Yes!" Kelly replied, half out of her mind with lust. "I love cock! I love cum! I can't get enough of it! I love to watch cum spurt! I love jizz up my cunt and in my mouth! I love to suck out hot blobs of steaming cum!"

She rolled her head crazily back and forth on the concrete. Her pretty face was covered in a fine layer of sweat. Her hands reached for her own tits and she cupped them and dug her fingers into the soft sweet tit flesh. She gaped open her mouth in a weird snarl of lust and made deep throaty noises.

Rivers felt his balls churning as they slapped up against the tight globes of her ass. This little cunt was too sexy to be true. Not only did she have the face of an angel and the body of a sex magazine model, but she really got into fucking. She was even starting to talk sexy, the way he loved to hear. She seemed willing to do anything.

"Your cock goes so deep! I can feel it! Oh God, it feels so good and hard!" she croaked. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Cram your cock all the way!"

Wet sucking sounds were rising up from her cock-stuffed pussy. Cunt juice was flowing down inside her and bathing his hard cock with grease. Her pussy hair was matted with it, stuck to her thighs and cunt mound. His cock looked like a slick piston as it slid out into the open. It was hard as steel and shone a bright and angry red.

"Shit, I'm going to have to shoot!" he grunted, glaring down at her with popping eyes. "I can last for ages usually, but you're just too much of a turn-on, little girl!"

He was fucking her so fast now his ass was a pumping blur of pale flesh. He forced his hands down harder behind her knees as she tilted even higher toward him, her cunt a vulnerable gash of pink flesh and wet hair. His voice shook with the rhythm of his fucking.

"Come inside me! Shoot your jizz up my cunt!" she pleaded. "I want to feel it! I want to feel your cum spurt deep inside my cunt!"

His head reeled. How was a guy supposed to hold back and enjoy a good long fuck when the little slut talked to him like that? It was enough to drive a man mad. He glared down at her, seconds away from tossing his cum-load, and noticed again just how young she looked writhing there beneath him.

"Please come inside me! I love cum! I want to feel you shoot!" she raved on. She ran her tongue over her dry lips and stared at him tensely.

He wondered why she wanted him to come in her cunt. She was so young, maybe she didn't know a thing about protection. Maybe the guys she fucked pulled out of her at the last second and sprayed her with jizz rather than risk anything. He was past caring, one way or the other. He was already a married man. What could she do to him? He plowed into her, feeling his balls burst at last.

"Yes! I feel it! Oh yes, spurt me full of cum!" she wailed. "Blast me with it! I want to be full of hot jism!"

Thick knots of spunk shot out of his cock and sprayed her girly insides. His prick trembled, recoiled, and spat glob after glob of steaming hot jism far up into her pussy. He felt like the blobs of cum were being tugged from him by her sucking fuck hole. There were all kinds of weird muscle spasms along her cunt channel.

"Fill me with it! Drown me with cum! I love it! Ohhhh God!" she cried. She tried to jerk her ass up at him but his weight kept her pinned to the hard concrete.

He buried his cockhead deep her pussy, and another twine of spunk spat free. He pulled back, till just the tip of his cock was stuck inside her, and heavy strings of white jelly dripped off his prick. The cum hung down off his cock like taffy, dangling there weirdly till he fucked forward again and drove all the slime back in ahead of his cock.

"Ohhhh God! Ohhh God! Ohhhhh!" she moaned, impaled on his giant cum-spurting prick. She felt as if she were sitting on a fire hose.

"This what you want, bitch?" he leered, sweat drooling down his chest. "A cunt full of sizzling jism? Is that what you want?"

Another blast of cum shot up her fuck hole, and another, till she was clogged with cock cream and it began to ooze from her pulpy cunt lips. Thick knots of fuck cream dribbled down the crack of her ass, and what didn't coat his swinging balls slopped to the concrete like milk.

"Oh yes! I love it! Don't stop! I need all your hot cum!" she chanted. Her head rolled back and forth crazily.

"What a hot cunt! What a horny, cockteasing little slut!" Rivers grunted. His cock twitched yet again and sent another sizzling bolt of cum writhing up her overflowing cunt.

CHAPTER THREE

Within two days of her session with Rivers, Kelly had another babysitting assignment, at the house right next door to his. At first she thought it was a mistake, and she double checked with her mother, who had taken the phone message and scrawled the address on the note pad.

"You sure it wasn't Mr. Rivers calling?" she asked. She had just got in from school and was squinting doubtfully at the address. "You sure you wrote the number of the house right?"

"It wasn't Mr. Rivers. I'd recognize his voice from last time. This was a Mr. Teasdale. He said eight o'clock would be fine."

"But I didn't think there were any kids next door to the Rivers' place. I thought the Rivers were the only people with kids on that whole street," Kelly muttered.

"I don't know anything about that. If they're willing to pay you to babysit, what does it matter?" Kelly's mother said. She wandered off into the kitchen and left the door swinging.

Kelly shrugged and stuffed the address into her jeans. She bounded upstairs and fell across her bed with a magazine. It sure was a funny coincidence, she thought. She hoped Mr. Rivers hadn't told his neighbor about their amazing fuck-session by the side of his pool. It wasn't very likely. A married man could get himself into all kinds of trouble talking about things like that.

But she was really curious. She was sure there were no more kids in that block. What could Rivers' neighbor possibly want with her? She couldn't wait to find out.

At eight o'clock she knocked at the door of Rivers' neighbor's house, tapping her foot impatiently. She glanced nervously over toward the swimming pool where she had let him fuck her so savagely, but she couldn't really see it because of the high fence and the trees. The whole neighborhood was very quiet.

The door was opened by a middle-aged man she'd never seen before. He was tall and muscular and had flecks of gray in his close cropped hair. He was stylishly dressed, as if he were a businessman or a bank manager or something. He smiled at her.

"Come on in Kelly," he said. "I've been looking forward to meeting you."

She followed him into the living room. "How did you get my name and number? Did Mr. Rivers recommend me?"

"In a way, yes. I saw you over there the other day, and I later asked him all about you."

Kelly blushed. Just how much had he seen the other day? Had he actually seen the two of them fucking by the side of the pool? He couldn't have. The fences were so high. There were too many trees.

"Come on, I want to show you something," he smiled at her. He led her across the living room and on up a flight of stairs. She followed him, wondering just what the hell was going on.

"I didn't even know you had any kids," she said as he led her long an upstairs hallway and into a bright and airy bedroom. The first thing she noticed was the enormous low bed.

"I don't have kids. I'm not even married," he answered. "Come look at the view from the window."

He ushered her over to the wide window and held her arm as she looked out across his back yard. She glanced about, still at a loss as to what he was getting at. Then she gasped. She flushed again and lowered her eyes shyly. From the window, she had a clear view of just one area of the Rivers' back yard. It was the few feet of concrete where she and Rivers had fucked each other silly.

"You saw... the other day, Mr. Rivers and me..."

"Don't be embarrassed. I enjoyed every minute of it," Teasdale said. "I had no idea the Rivers had such a young and beautiful babysitter. I decided I'd like to try her services, myself."

He was smiling warmly, as if he was about to give her a treat. He gave her arm a squeeze, then backed off toward the closet, where he began to peel off his shirt and tie. He dropped his pants and stripped off his socks and shorts. He stood by the foot of the bed and waved Kelly over. His cock looked like a heavy hunk of pipe dangling there between his muscular thighs.

"What do you... want me to do?" she asked hesitantly. Not that she didn't have a pretty fair idea.

"Take your clothes off first. Then come over here and sit on the floor in front of me." He planted his hands on his hips and watched her, his cock swinging gently in the air.

Kelly smiled slightly. What a neighborhood! All the men took one look at her lately and dropped their pants. At least she couldn't complain she wasn't getting any attention. She unbuttoned her pretty blouse and slipped it from her shoulders. Inside a flimsy ice-blue bra, her giant tits were straining to get free. They bulged up like balloons.

"Just as I thought. You're stacked," he murmured approvingly. He began to pull lazily on his huge hunk of cockmeat.

Her jeans were so tight that after she'd popped the top button on them she had to sit on the bed to strip them off. He glared at the smooth stretches of brown girl-thigh as she undressed, watching her nipples and her tits loll in their tiny harness.

"You want me to take off the panties too?" she asked innocently, rolling her big blue eyes up at him. "I mean, you want me to take everything off?"

"Of course," he grunted. He stopped pumping his cock and let it dangle heavily between his legs, like a roll of salami.

Kelly stood up and kicked her jeans away, hooked her thumbs inside the tight elastic of her blue panties, and pushed down. She did it slowly, watching his reaction, and inch by precious inch the crisp blonde tuft of her cunt hair edged into view. She bent forward as she did this, and her tits rolled forward and separated in her bra.

"What a body," Teasdale sighed. His cock twitched once or twice. An ugly blue vein running all the way up one side of his prick began to throb gently.

The blonde fluffy triangle of Kelly's cunt hair was in full view now. She had her panties halfway down her thighs, where she left them stretched for the time being like a lacy rope. Still bending forward, she reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall way from her tits and slither down her body. Her tits hung down like ripe fruit.

"Good Christ," he muttered, trying his best to retain control of himself. His cock angled down nearly nine inches from his thick crotch hair. Its mushroom head was shining brightly.

"Now what?" she wondered, straightening up so that her tits heaved and rolled across her chest. She stood with her head cocked and her hands on her hips. Her panties were still stretched tautly between her slender thighs.

"Come sit on the floor here between my legs," he instructed. "Lean your head back and open your mouth wide."

She did as she was told, scooting between his legs and turning her face up inches below the giant hanging boom of his cock. He stepped closer and she gripped the backs of his thighs with her hands. She gaped her mouth widely and tilted her face higher. The sweet painted oval of her lips was less than two inches below the swollen mushroom of his cockhead.

"That's it. That's good," he praised. And he lowered his cock till the shiny satin cockhead slotted snugly into the cute circle of her mouth. Then he paused.

Kelly breathed onto the hard cock-plum. She glared up the length of Teasdale's body into his face, trying to figure out exactly what he wanted next. But he didn't seem to know, himself. He seemed to be playing it by ear.

He gazed down into her face, fascinated by the sight of his reddened cockhead plugging up her pretty mouth. Then he bent his knees a fraction, and the rest of his prickhead sank from sight. Her lips folded over the flange in back of the cockhead and sealed themselves around the upper part of the cockshaft.

Very gently, Teasdale began rising and falling, dipping his cock into Kelly's mouth then pulling it up so that she could barely kiss the piss-slit. He planted his hands over hers in back of his thighs so that she couldn't reach around and interfere. He wanted to take his own sweet time.

And his cock grew stiffer and thicker, though it couldn't really crank upwards because of its sheer weight. Her saliva coated the top of the cock, making it shine. And as he dipped deeper, fucking more and more cock between her lips, longer stretches of cockshaft began to gleam.

Kelly gurgled, curling her tongue around the stiffening cockmeat. When she wasn't glaring at the cock itself, she stared up into Teasdale's face with a strange, knowing, look. She liked what he was doing.

At one point, he withdrew his prick from her mouth and curled his fingers around it. Then he leaned down and began to smear his fucker into her face, rubbing the wet cockhead and upper cockshaft against her cheeks and nose and eyelids. The prickhead had begun to ooze pre-cum and this smudged off onto her eyelashes and heavily shadowed lids. Her lipstick was already smeared to one side.

"How do you like my cock so far?" he leered, scraping his cockhead across her forehead. "You getting to like it? You getting to know my cock real good?"

"I like it. It's beautiful," she murmured, closing her eyes so that he could rub some precum off onto her lids. She had begun to pant softly.

"Then suck it some more. Use your tongue real good," he ordered. And he plunged the cockhead and three inches of hot cockmeat into the soft oval of her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed and then puffed out. Her nostrils flared. The whites of her eyes showed as her eyes rolled back into her head.

It was difficult for him to shove the cock very deep from this angle. Four inches was about as much as she could take. And so he clutched her under her arms and hauled her up off the floor till he could flap her onto her back across the corner of the bed. His cock slipped out of her mouth for a moment and she reached for it with her fingers.

"Wait a second. Dip your head back off the edge of the bed," he instructed her. "I'm going to fuck your face. That way, I can go real deep."

Her feet were still on the floor, but she was draped over the corner of the bed in a lovely arch, her platinum hair dangling to the floor and her nipples pointing up to the ceiling like bullets. He had edged around the side of the bed and now he bent his knees and lowered his crotch onto her upturned face. Again she clutched her hands to the backs of his legs.

"I want to suck your cock. Please put it back in my mouth," she murmured, her voice sexy purr.

"You'll get all the cock you want, don't you worry," he croaked. But first he planted his dangling balls on her pretty face and began to drag them this way and that across her pretty features.

Men sure are strange, Kelly thought, clenching her eyes shut as he scraped his hairy ball sac over her painted lids. Here she was, all naked and available for him to fuck, and he was happy to just drag his balls all over her face or rub his cock into her skin.

It felt so funny, like a dry crepe pouch being drawn across her cheeks and nose. She kept her mouth open in a wide oval, for whenever he should be ready to shove his cock inside. Instead, he lowered his balls so that they flopped onto her gaping lips. Then he shifted slightly so that both heavy balls slipped past her sweet girly lips and into the depths of her mouth.

"Mmmmmffffff!" Kelly whimpered, her nostrils flaring. Her lips closed automatically over his massive balls and she began to suck them and bathe them, with moisture. Her cheeks swelled out grossly, as if she were blowing up a balloon.

"Suck them nuts!" he crooned with pleasure, circling his crotch about gently. "Lick my balls and make them steam!"

He let her suck his balls for the better part of a minute, then lifted up, stretching the skin of his ball sac till she let his balls plop from her mouth. She frowned, pouted as if she were about to cry, then smiled as he lowered his big furry balls again. This time he plopped his balls into her mouth one at a time, so that she could really roll them about and play with them with her tongue.

All this time, his cock lay heavily across her chin and neck. His cockhead seeped a pearl of slime that trickled down her neck, back toward her jawline. And his prick throbbed and twitched lewdly, just as thick and as powerful as ever.

With another backward jerk, he pulled a wet ball from her mouth and left her gasping. Then before she could protest he lunged forward with his cock and fucked it deep into her face, burying the cockhead in her throat. She could feel the prickhead lodged there like a hunk of meat.

"Relax now. I'm gonna fuck your face. Breathe through your nose," he told her. He fucked in and out, forcing his ugly swollen cock past her tightly sealed lips and over her tongue. He fucked so far into her throat that his crotch hair tickled her chin and his balls smacked her nose.

His cock gleamed with her saliva and one ugly blue vein in its side pulsed and wriggled as if it were about to burst. He increased his pace, fucking her mouth so fast his ass cheeks jiggled. And he leaned down over her and tweaked her incredibly long and stiff nipples with his fingers.

He caught sight of the fluffy tufted gash of her pussy and bent down far enough to flick out his tongue at the slabs of her cunt lips. Still fucking her face, he used his fingers to pry her pussy lips apart and delve his tongue inside. She began to wriggle and moan beneath him, breathing hot air onto his balls.

He let go of her cunt lips and scooted his hands beneath her ass checks, cupping them and squeezing her ass and pulling her closer to his mouth all the time. He found the nub of her clit with his tongue and began to diddle it back and forth. His mouth was coated in pussy juice.

She groaned, half out of her mind with fuck-lust. She snaked an arm up beneath this ass and caught the swinging pouch of his balls in her fingers. She squeezed, urging up the steaming cum-load inside. She teased her tongue around the bulling shaft of his cock.

He felt the jism heavy and hot in his balls and he lifted up off her, finally. She was wriggling and writhing too much anyway. He fucked deep into her throat half a dozen times more, then stopped abruptly. He let his cock pound and twitch in her mouth for several seconds.

Then he pulled back till just the head of his cock sat on her tongue. He gripped the rest of his prick in his hand and began jerking off furiously. And suddenly there was a warm wet explosion in Kelly's mouth and two silver jets of cum spurted from the corners of her lips. The white jets of jism fell down her upsidedown face, like tears in reverse.

"Drink it all down, slut!" he croaked, emptying his balls in Kelly's mouth. "Drink down all my cum to that sweetness!"

Teasdale let his cock explode cum again while the cockhead lay on her tongue, and her mouth filled to overflowing with steaming jizz. Her cheeks ballooned and her throat bobbed as she swallowed cum furiously, but she couldn't keep up with the hot jets. He was spurting jizz into her mouth as though he hadn't come in months.

He backed out even farther, till her lips were molded in a sexy kiss around the mushroom head of his prick. And as he watched, a huge circle of thick silver spunk slithered between the seal of her lips. He eased back a fraction farther, and watched as a long stream of thick cum shot straight and true into the depths of her throat.

"Sssppplllfff!" Kelly slobbered, her mouth and throat filled to capacity with sizzling cock juice. Great strings of milky cum were spilling from her mouth and drooling down her face to her eyes.

"Eat it! Eat my cum!" he grunted. And he plunged forward, fucking his cock deep into her throat and all the collected jism with it. She was forced to swallow a great mass of spunk all at once. The stringy cum felt like wet cobwebs going down.

Almost at once he was withdrawing again, and this time his cock slipped from her lips altogether. His cockhead lodged just below her nose and trembled just above the gasping spunky circle of her mouth. Another quivering jet of cum spat free, bounced off her lip and into her mouth. Part of the jism caught on her teeth and hung there like an elastic band, dangling across the open oval of her cummy mouth.

"Jesus Christ!" Teasdale moaned. He smeared his cockhead back and forth on her spunk-soaked lips then plunged his cock deep into her mouth again. Whatever cum he had left spurted down her clogged gullet.

And the creamy white trails of cum drooled down her face and reached her eyes, where they matted her lashes. Her face was striped with squirming silver worms of cum. One stream of white jizz dripped up to her temple and disappeared into her hair. A pearly bubble of cum formed at one nostril then popped.

He fucked her face more and more slowly.

CHAPTER FOUR

Paul Forbes wasn't the brightest kid in the world, Kelly thought, eyeing him from across the kitchen table. But he sure was big. He leaned against the refrigerator, all six-feet-four of him, and chugged down the last of a glass of milk he'd been drinking. Then he absentmindedly balanced his glass on the kitchen counter, so close to the edge it was sure to fall off any minute.

He watched Kelly dully, like a small boy who wasn't used to having girls around the house. He seemed about to say something, frowned as if he'd lost the thought as soon as it entered his head, then settled back against the refrigerator with his arms folded across his brawny chest. He sighed softly.

Not the world's best conversationalist either, Kelly thought, smiling to herself. Mrs. Forbes had talked to her about her oldest son before she and Mr. Forbes had left for the evening. He was a sweet and pleasant fellow, she told Kelly, but a bit slow and clumsy. Not the kind she could leave in charge of her two youngest boys while she and her husband had a rare evening out.

"He probably won't bother you," Mrs. Forbes told her. "He likes to go visit his friend Stan down the block in the evenings. But if he decides to stay around, just pretend he's not there. He's very quiet. You won't know he's around."

That wasn't really true. It was impossible to ignore Paul because of his sheer size. He was probably around Kelly's age, certainly not much younger, but he towered over her. Whenever she tried to leave a room, he always seemed to be blocking the doorway, his huge muscles and chest bulging. And that wasn't all, she noticed after a while. His crotch was bulging also, as if he had some huge growth in his pants.

"How come I never see you in school, Paul?" she asked, getting up from the table and setting the unsteady glass in the sink. "Your mother said you go to Franklin High."

"I... I flunked a couple of grades. You're probably way ahead of me," he said. His eyes drifted up and down her body as she stepped across the room.

She made a move toward the living room, but she had to get by Paul first, and he showed no signs of letting her by. He just watched her blankly, his arms still folded on his chest. He wasn't blocking her way on purpose. It just didn't seem to occur to him to move.

Finally she wriggled by, not without brushing his cock-bulge with her hip, and she settled on the sofa and tried to decide if she wanted to watch TV. He followed her dumbly, like a pet dog, and flopped into an armchair opposite the couch. He spread his huge thighs and the outline of his prick was very noticeable again.

She found herself staring at him, rather than the TV set. And vague stories came to mind that she'd heard giggled in the girls' locker room at school. About Paul Forbes being dumb, but having the biggest cock in the entire county. She didn't see how anyone could possibly know such a thing. As far as she knew, Paul never even went out with girls. But she couldn't help but wonder.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Paul?" she asked. Without thinking, she was spreading her thighs, sinking deeper into the plush couch. He really was quite attractive, she thought. A brainless jock type, but sexy.

"No," he snapped, blushing. "I'm not interested in that stuff." He had both huge hairy arms resting on the chair, his hands hooked over the edge.

"Don't you like girls?" she purred. She slid her hands down to her knees and pulled her calf-length summer skirt an inch or so higher. She wore no hose and her pretty legs were brown and glowing.

He didn't answer, but his eyes were glued to her legs. Smiling slightly, she was hauling her pretty flowered skirt inch by inch up her legs. She wasn't sure why, but the notion of teasing him was suddenly too hard to resist. She slipped the skirt up over her knees.

"Some boys go through a stage when they can't stand girls," she went on matter-of-factly. "They can't even stand to be in the same room with them."

The skirt had reached mid-thigh, and she knew Paul could see the tiny white triangle of her bikini panties. She paused a second, spread her thighs some more, let him get a good look. Then she completed the job, lifting the skirt so high even her navel was visible. The tiny slip of cloth covering her pussy was held up by two flimsy strings of lace across her hips.

"And you may not believe this, but some boys don't even get excited when they watch a girl undress. It's all the same to them."

She left her skirt bunched up across her stomach and began to unbutton her tight blouse. The lush globes of her fine young tits peeked into view as her cleavage grew deeper. Soon he could see the front strap of her lacy bra across her rib cage. She smiled at him teasingly the whole time.

"Some guys aren't interested in tits at all," she went on, and with a quick movement of her fingers she unhooked a clasp between her tits and let her white bra fall open.

At first he couldn't see her nipples, but she sat up straighter, shook herself from mile to side, made sure her tits were free of the flimsy lace bra. First one, then another nut colored nipple poked around her blouse at him. They looked stiff and sore already, like someone had been sucking her tits recently.

"What do you think, Paul?" she murmured, making her eyes very big and round and innocent. "Don't you think my tits are nice? I'll be very upset if you don't think so."

He didn't speak. He was glaring at her luscious young tits, his tongue lolling out one side of his mouth. She was undraping the two halves of her blouse from her chest now, so that he had a clear and unobstructed view of her tits. She thrust out her tits proudly, and the nipples stood out rigidly.

"What about twat?" she wondered. "The sight of a sweet young tit leaves some guys absolutely cold."

Her fingers found the edge of her pretty lace panties, and she tugged them aside so that her hairy blonde pussy mound burst into view. She jerked her crotch and heaved her bare cunt at him. Beneath all the hair, the lips of her cunt split and winked, showing a slice of delicious pink. She pried her cunt open wide with her fingertips and showed him even more.

She found herself breathing heavily, caught up in the cock-teasing game she was playing. Paul seemed fascinated by what was going on, but didn't make any move toward her. Even when she undid the string of lace at her hip and let her panties fall down off her hairlined cunt. Folds, of ragged pink cunt flesh were now oozing out her pussy hole.

"Paul, don't you want to...?" she began. But suddenly she gave up.

She lunged across the room toward him and fell to her knees between his sprawled legs. Her fingers fumbled for his fly and she zipped it down quickly. She dug for his cock with her hand and pulled it free of his pants and shorts.

The youth didn't say a word. He didn't even lift his ass to help her free his pants from under him. She had to tell him. All he did was stare down at her as she pumped his prick in her hand. He didn't resist. He didn't panic. But he didn't help her, either. He let her do all the work.

"God, it's huge! Your cock's a monster!" she crooned, eyeing his prick admiringly. "No wonder all the girls talk about you!"

She hefted his gigantic cock in her palm, studied the ugly purple veins in its side. His prick was fully nine inches long, and it was still partly soft. The cockhead was bigger than a golf ball. She jacked his cock up and down several times, testing the weight and girth of it. Then she lowered her face and sucked his prick into her lush mouth.

"Nnnnnnnn," Paul grunted, his first sound in some time. He sank lower in his chair and gripped the arms more tightly.

Kelly slid four or five inches of hardening cock into her mouth and began to suck, curling her tongue about the head and shaft of his prick and folding her lush lips back and forth. Dirty wet sounds rose up from his lap. Her cheeks swelled out with the thick bulk inside. Her fingers circled the lower part of the cock and jerked up and down expertly.

Then she seemed to have a thought. "I could suck your cock better on a bed, if you were undressed," she said. Her eyes searched his for some response.

When he still didn't say anything, she stood up, still clutching his cock, and hauled him upright. His pants fell around his ankles, and she led him slowly, so that he wouldn't fall, down the hall, using his cock like a leash. He followed her without a word, holding his shirt up over his belly.

Mrs. Forbes had given Kelly a tour of the house when she arrived, and Kelly had no trouble finding Paul's bedroom. She led him into it and forced him back onto the bed, pausing a moment to unravel his pants and shorts from around his feet and toss them across the room. Then she climbed onto the bed with him and lowered her face to his cock once again.

"I've never sucked such a huge cock before," she admitted. "I'm not even sure I can handle the whole thing."

She licked up the long cockshaft two or three times, curled her tongue lovingly around the swollen cockhead, then sank her pretty painted mouth down onto the thick fuck pole. She sucked in three, four, five inches of prick, and paused to rest with her cheeks bulging. Her nostrils flared as she sucked in air.

Six, seven, eight inches of cock vanished into Kelly's mouth. Her fingers played with his balls and tickled the lower part of the huge cockshaft. The cock had thickened in the past few minutes, and it stretched her mouth to the limits and made her lips sore. Her eyes bulged with the effort.

With a final lunge, Kelly sucked in the last couple of inches of cock. The prickshaft curved over her tongue and clogged her throat and the cockhead fucked into her tight throat. Her face was bloated with cock. Her cheeks were ballooned out lewdly, and she was snorting as if she'd been running.

She could only hold that much cock in her mouth for a few seconds. She felt as though she was about to choke. And so she backed off, rose up till only the cocklhead and maybe four inches of cockmeat were embedded in her mouth. And she started plunging up and down on this upper portion of his prickshaft, fucking her face an his cock. Below, her fist jerked him off.

Paul lay on his bed quite passively, glaring down at the top of her head, letting her do all the work. Her blonde head bobbed up and down rapidly, and her mouth slid expertly along his prick. And all the while, her fingers pumped his lower cock or squeezed and milked his swollen balls.

But suddenly she stopped sucking him, took her mouth off his cock again. She changed position, started clambering up onto her feet so that she could straddle him. Her blouse and bra hung open around her shoulders, letting her tits sway and jiggle pleasantly. She scooped up her skirt in one hand and bunched it up at her navel, clear of her haunches.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Paul," she muttered, her voice hoarse. "I need that huge horse-cock inside me real bad."

She was hunkering down, bending her legs, one hand holding her dress to her middle, the other untying the string that held her panties on. The flimsy panties slipped off her cunt and down one thigh. She reached for his cock and held it upright as she sank lower and lower.

"I want your cock. I need your cock," she was mumbling.

Her blonde head dipped as she tried to study her progress. Her bent legs were cranked wide and her pussy was gaping. Her fingers circled his huge pulsing cock.

The great purple head of his prick pressed between her pulpy cunt lips, she adjusted slightly, squirmed her crotch around, then let out a deep sigh of satisfaction as she sank her full weight down and let his thick cock fuck its way up into her pussy. It felt like a huge steel bar drilling into into her guts.

Paul watched inch after inch of his cock fuck into her meaty cunt. At first she guided his prick with her fingers, but soon she could let go and he had a perfect view as a third, a half, then more of his cock disappeared into her pussy. Her eyes roled back and her head tilted up as the final few inches of cock fucked into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhhh what a huge cock!" she drooled. As she leaned back, her big tits tilted upwards too, and the hard nipples pointed to the ceiling.

The last of his cock fucked inside her cunt, and she sat on him a moment, quite still, her eyes closed, as if she wanted to remember this moment for a long time. His huge cock twitched and trembled inside her pussy, waiting. The cockhead felt as if it were lodged up in her chest somewhere.

She arched her body low over his chest and began fucking up and dawn on his prick, her tits grazing his skin. Her corkscrew hair fell about her face and half hid it from him, but he could see that her tongue lolled out from the corner of her mouth and her eyelids were droopy.

"Obhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she mowed, half crazy with pleasure. Her legs were jack-knifed on either side of him and she supported herself by planting her palms on his shoulders. She fucked lazily up and down.

Paul began to jerk too. He wasn't fucking her back, exactly, but he was thrusting his ass up off the bed once in a while, jamming his cock deep inside her pussy. His balls jiggled and squished between his thighs. He reached up and palmed her swinging tits.

"Ohhhh fuck, I'm coming! Ohhh fuck!" Kelly whimpered, as if it were the last thing she wanted. She began fucking him with crazy erratic movements, lifting her cunt up high on his cock then plunging down on it to mesh her crotch hair with his. Squishing noises rose up from her cock-filled cunt.

Her cunt was sucking and nipping at his prick like a hot mouth. Juices were seeping from deep inside her pussy and bathing his cock and balls with hot slime. She bounced up and down on his prick like a wild thing and speeded up her rhythm. She whimpered and moaned, as if upset and about to cry.

Poor Paul couldn't stand any more. His cock twitched inside her pussy and belched out a hot stream of spunk that seemed to fill her cunt guts. She was fucking him so wildly, there was nothing he could do to stop it. The cum shot out of his cock in jets and clogged her fuck hole in an instant.

"You're coming too! I can feel it!" she groaned.

Her blonde hair was whipping in the air as she fucked up and down on the boy's big prick.

Another sizzling jet of jizz splattered Kelly's insides, and another. And now Paul was writhing too. He pulled down, she rose up and before either of them knew it his cock had slipped from her gaping, cum-oozing cunt -- and lodged itself in the deep crack of her ass. She sat back down on him, but now his cock was behind her and her wet pussy was empty.

His prick lay glistening in the groove between her lovely ass cheeks. His cock trembled, pulsed, and shot a huge streamer of silver spunk right up her back. The cum jetted up her spine and between her shoulderblades, soiling her blouse. Milky jism dribbled back down in several smaller streamers, decorating her haunches.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she moaned. It was hard to tell if she had even noticed that she no longer had his prick inside her pussy. She still humped up and down as if she couldn't stop.

His cock spat another jet of white cum up over the small of her back. This one sliced across the other pearly ribbon at an angle, like paint on a canvas. Then the cum drooled back the way it had come and slithered into the crack of her ass under his cock. His cum gleamed on her skin like mercury as it dribbled down over her ass cheeks lewdly.

"Ohhhhhh!" Kelly moaned one more time.

Then she was reaching back, searching out his cock with her hand. She curled her fingers around his thick prick, lifted up, and stuffed his fucker back inside her pussy with one fluid motion. She continued fucking him, bouncing her lovely young body up and down and letting his cock spurt jet after jet of steaming cum into her pussy.

She leaned down and rubbed her tits in Paul's face, and cum from her well-fucked cunt drooled onto his balls.

CHAPTER FIVE

For three days in a row it rained, and Kelly grew more and more bored. School was boring, her friends were boring, and to top it all off, she wasn't getting any babysitting jobs at all. She paced back and forth in her room, wanting to do something outrageous to liven things up. She felt as though she'd go crazy if she didn't get out and get fucked.

Crossing her room on her way to the closet for her raincoat, she caught a glimpse of herself in her full-length mirror. She paused and studied herself, smiling slightly. She was wearing only a flimsy pink bra and tiny matching panties. The puffy circles surrounding her nipples were half visible over the bra cups. A sliver of pussy hair peeked over her panties.

She continued on her way to the closet and wriggled into her light-tan raincoat. Leaving it open, she returned to the mirror and studied herself some more. Her hands were deep in the coat pockets and she flipped the garment open and shut several times, enjoying the quick flashes of bare brown belly and deep cleavage. Reaching for a cute little rain hat, she bounded down the stairs and left the house.

She strode through the streets quickly, not at all sure where she was going. The raincoat was kept clasped tightly around her with her hands in the pockets. She hadn't bothered to button it. It was warm, and mild out, and the rain was quite pleasant. There were very few people about, though it was, mid-afternoon.

I must be crazy, she thought, striding along the street. But she couldn't stop herself. She felt too excited. The rush of warm air up her bare thighs felt very sexy and she loosened her grip on the raincoat a little. She was very aware of the jiggling of her big tits in their flimsy lace harness.

Kelly kept walking till she was well out of her own neighborhood. She didn't want to run into anyone she knew. Every few minutes, a car passed by and she was very tempted to swish the raincoat open. But she didn't. She wanted to wait for the right situation. She wanted to tease someone who would pay her some attention.

She was about to give up. The only people on foot were ladies struggling home with grocery bags. But at the end of the block, there was a house under construction. At first it seemed deserted -- but then she noticed two men staring out a window frame that still had no glass in it. They looked bored too as they gazed out at the rain. They seemed to be killing time until they could go home.

Pretending she hadn't seen them, Kelly strolled casually by the front of the house. She paused, turned a little as if the place itself had caught her interest, and let her raincoat fall open. Her pink panties and bra contrasted nicely with the golden tan of her belly and thighs and tits.

She heard a strangled gurgle from one of the men and out of the corner of her eye she could see him nudging the other one. She smiled softly to herself and traced her hand over her flat belly below the navel. Then she casually burrowed into her panties with her fingers and began to play with her pussy. She continued to stare up at the house as if she were deciding whether or not to buy it.

She strolled slowly up the unpaved driveway, seemingly deep in thought. A few feet from the open doorway she stopped, still fondling her pussy. She glanced quickly back toward the street, making sure it was deserted, then bent to inch her pink panties off her hairy cunt. She had two fingers thrust deep up her pussy.

"Come on inside, baby, and you won't have to make do with your fingers," one of the construction workers said.

Kelly jumped back, as if noticing the two brawny men for the first time. She actually blushed, letting her raincoat fall back into place modestly. But she didn't run away. She glared at the two men while they studied every inch of her.

"Come on in out of the wet," the second man offered. "We'll dry you off real quick."

"What kind of girl do you think I am?" she pouted, letting the raincoat fall half open again.

"Maybe the kind who's curious about what it's like to make it with two guys at the same time," the first worker suggested. He smiled at her and flicked a cigarette out into a puddle.

They all watched each other for a few seconds, and slowly Kelly moved up to the front door and stepped inside. Her heart was fluttering with excitement. The idea of fucking with two guys at the same time was just too dirty to resist.

There were bumping and scuffling sounds in the front room where the two men were and suddenly they appeared in front of her, hardly believing their good luck. They'd expected the pretty teenager to turn on her heel and rim off. Instead, she was standing dripping in front of them, apparently willing and eager to fuck.

"How do you mean, make it with two men at the same time?" she asked innocently. Her eyes were very big and blue and empty.

"Well, there are lots of ways to do it," the first man said. "You could suck one of us off while the other guy fucks you. Or you could take one of us up your ass and the other up your cunt. But for starters, I always think it's polite to suck both guys for a while. That way no one figures he's being short-changed, see."

Both men had closed in on Kelly now, one in back of her and one in front. One of them pulled at her raincoat and it slithered off her shoulders to the floor. She could feel their rough work clothes next to her smooth golden skin. And then there was, a hot mouth on her shoulder and one on her neck.

"I... I've never done this before," she said breathlessly. For the first time, she was feeling a little nervous. Their bodies were so big and muscular and powerful.

"You'll soon learn," the first man grunted. He was forcing his body against hers, and so was his friend in back. Together, they were pressing Kelly tightly between them.

Their hands were all over her. She felt fingers on her thighs, on her belly, on her ass. The man behind her had encircled her with his arms and scooped her tits into his hands. The one in front of her had stroked his hand down her belly and dug it under the elastic of her pretty panties.

"I... I... oh God!" she panted. The fingers in her pants had found her cunt and dipped inside her fuck hole. She stood on tiptoes as he probed the depths of her juicy cunt.

Her, bra was being tugged off her huge tits, and suddenly her tits slipped free like liquid filled balloons. Rough hands squeezed and mauled her luscious tits, teasing the nipples. Another hand slipped under her panties to squeeze her ass. Fingers ran up and down her ass crack.

"Quite a little bundle, aren't you?" the man with his fingers up her cunt said. "You're really fucking hot!"

There was a sharp tearing sound and her pretty pink panties drooped in shreds about her crotch. All the hands feeling her up had burst the flimsy underthing. This made it much easier for the men to get at her and they made the most of it. She soon had a finger up her ass as well as two up her gooey cunt.

The man behind her had started to undress himself with one hand. His belt clanked open, his fly was unzipped, and suddenly his jeans were tangled around his ankles. He shoved down his shorts and stepped from the crumpled clothes. Kelly felt a soft warm cock slotted into the tight crack of her lovely ass.

"You about through with her, Fred?" he breathed into Kelly's ear. He seemed really anxious to get something started with the willing young girl.

"She's so fucking wet," Fred replied, swirling his fingers back and forth in her juicy cunt. "This little cock-tease is really fucking hot."

"So am I," croaked the other map. His cock was stiffening slightly in the tight grip of Kelly's ass cheeks. He humped his prick up and down slowly between her buns.

Fred suddenly stepped back from her and popped his fingers from her pussy. He undressed as quickly as his friend had done, shucking his tight jeans and shirt in a flash. Kelly glanced down as his cock sprang into view. His prick was limp, but it was long and as thick as her wrist.

"Get down on your knees. Let's see you suck some cock," Fred ordered.

He and his friend stepped closer to Kelly as she dropped obediently to the floor.

"Both at the same time?" she asked, confused.

"See what you can do," answered Fred.

Both cocks hung down toward the ground like tree branches. But they were slowly stiffening, she could tell. Even as she watched, the cocks nudged higher and higher and grew steadily thicker. Each cockshaft was huge and glistening and there were blue veins wriggling up the sides. Both hairy ball sacs hung down heavily.

Kelly stared at the two guys' cocks anxiously and brought up both hands so that she could cradle a cock in each. They were both heavy. She could sense the power in the cocks that throbbed gently in her hands. She hoped she hadn't tangled with more cock than she could handle.

"You gonna stare at them or suck them?" Fred leered. Like his friend, he stood with his hands on his hips, staring down at the lush nude teenager.

"I'm gonna suck them," Kelly answered defensively. And she quickly dipped her lovely face, puckered her pouty mouth, and planted a soft kiss on Fred's thick cock, then on his friend's cock. Her lips were warm and wet.

The two men exchanged glances and winked at each other, hardly believing the teenager was offering no resistance. They stood there passively and watched her kissing their cocks. Both cocks were growing fatter and more stiff in her small hands.

"What do you think, Stan?" Fred muttered, loud enough for Kelly to hear. "She any good as a cock-sucker?"

Stan pumped his prick back and forth in the cradle of her fingers. "I'm not so sure. I'd kind of like to have my balls licked, if you want to know the truth."

Immediately, Kelly lowered her head to Stan's balls. She began scraping his balls with her tongue, making them shine with her saliva. She let first one ball then the other plop into her mouth and gave each a special suck-job. Her lipstick smeared off onto the guy's ball sac and the base of his cock.

"Yeah, that looks real appealing," Fred agreed.

Kelly moved over to Fred's balls and began licking and sucking them crazily. She worked on one guy for maybe a minute, then returned to the other one, making sure they were both happy, and their cocks kept growing.

After she had both men's balls good and wet, she slipped Fred's cockhead between her lips and dropped her mouth halfway down the thick cockshaft. She fucked her face on his prick, forcing her lips to pull the cock skin in a jerk-off motion. All the time, she held both cocks in her fingers and jacked the lower parts steadily up and down.

She began to enjoy herself enormously. There was something so lewd, so dirty, about playing with more than one cock. With one guy, she could always tell herself that she liked him because he was good looking, or something special. She could always tell herself she was fucking or sucking him for some romantic reason.

With two guys, she couldn't tell herself any such thing. If she fucked and sucked more than one guy at the same time, she was a slut, a whore, a dirty bitch in heat. It was sex, pure and simple. And there was something tremendously exciting about this for Kelly.

The cocks were enormous. She could only get about half of each cock inside her mouth at one time. They were stiff and throbbing and an angry red color. She slowed down her hand movements on the two cocks and gazed at them with droopy eyelids. She flitted from one prick to the other with her tongue.

Then suddenly she was tugging both cocks together, butting the two cockheads against each other as if they were two hunks of board she wanted to glue. She leaned forward, her tongue flicking, her pouty lips folded over both cockheads and her tongue tickled both at the same time.

"Jesus Christ," Stan murmured, amazed at the young girl's daring. "This little chick will try anything."

Both men watched as Kelly mouthed the twin cockheads. They even stepped closer together and angled to the side so that she could line up both cocks and stuff two prickheads deeper between her lips. She gazed up at them, her eyes merry with laughter. Aren't I naughty? she seemed to be saying.

"I've just gotta fuck the little bitch," Stan grunted. A dark-blue vein in the side of his cock was pulsing as if about to burst.

"Here, move her on over to the bench," Fred suggested. He began shuffling backwards, not once letting his cock out of Kelly's grasp. He swung a leg over a long wooden bench in the center of the room and settled his bare ass down on it, straddling the thing easily.

Kelly followed him, her fingers wrapped tightly around his blazing prick. She was on her knees still and seemed content to lower her head once more and proceed with her cock-sucking. But Stan was right behind her, his cock still clasped in her other hand. He untangled himself, propped her up against the side of the bench, and dropped to his knees.

"Are you going to fuck me?" Kelly asked in a perfectly reasonable voice. She was watching him over one shoulder as she squatted there on her knees.

"Fucking right! I'm gonna feed your pussy some cock and spilt you in half," Stan gloated. He moved forward, cock in hand, and found the tufted gash of her cunt with his bloated cockhead.

"Don't forget you've still got some sucking to do," Fred reminded her, gesturing to his stiff cock. He leaned back on the rough bench and propped himself up on his elbows. He spread his legs wide and let her have all the room she needed.

Stan wriggled his huge cockhead between the soft wet slabs of Kelly's cunt lips and pushed forward. His prick fucked effortlessly into her pussy, inch after bloated inch, till the entire length of his cockshaft was buried in the luscious teenager. His crotch hair crinkled up against the smooth skin of her cute ass.

Kelly bit her bottom lip, smiled slightly and sighed a deep satisfied sigh. She closed her eyes dreamily, then turned her attention slowly to the thick pole of Fred's cock that stuck up like a boom in her fist. She lowered her face and sucked Fred's cock back into her mouth just about the time Stan started fucking her from behind. Her tits swung to and fro beneath her.

Again, the two men looked at each other, winked, and smiled. They'd been waiting around for the rain to stop, so that they could go back out and resume some work on the roof of the house. Instead, they were double fucking a sweet horny teenager who'd dropped in on them from nowhere. It had turned out to be a pretty good day after all.

CHAPTER SIX

Stan began fucking Kelly hard. He held her around the waist and plowed his cock deep inside her pussy with quick, long fuck-lunges. His balls swung back and forth between his muscular thighs. His ass cheeks clenched and flexed with the effort. Sweat began to roll down his chest.

"She's some piece of ass, huh?" Fred commented, more reined on the wooden bench. She was deep-throating his prick, angling her head and neck so that over two thirds of his giant hard-on vanished into her mouth each time Stan jolted her forward with his rough fucking.

"I'm gonna have to rest up," Stan said. "At this rate, I'll have her pussy blasted full of jism any second. You wanna fuck her for a while?"

Fred laughed. He let Kelly suck his cock for a few more seconds, then gripped her by the shoulders. "Come on, little girl. Time to change cocks. Old Stan back there, he can't handle the pace."

Kelly was confused. She seemed not to have been listening. Suddenly Stan was withdrawing his fucker from her cunt and Fred was lifting up off the bench. She thought for a second that they were leaving her, and she gripped Fred's cock for dear life. She pouted as if about to cry.

But the two men took her expertly in hand. They lifted her, flipped her over onto her back on the bench, and then they changed positions. Stan poked at her face with his hard-on, and she finally gave up Fred's cock and let him take up a position between her sprawled legs. She forced her mouth onto Stan's cock and resumed sucking.

"She's sure wet," Fred commented, and he fucked his prickhead and four inches of cockmeat into her gaping cunt gash. He adjusted his position on the wooden bench, and fucked the rest of his cock into her pussy.

"She's such a randy little bitch," agreed Stan. He gazed down anxiously at his captured cock. He was still scared he might blast his cum-load too soon. The way she was working her mouth and tongue on his prick, there was no telling how soon he'd shoot his wad.

Kelly lay contentedly on the bench, the two cocks throbbing inside her. It was such a wild and wonderful feeling. It was so strange. And it made her feel so confident, so wanted. Two grown men were horny for her. One of them was about to blow his jizz and the other couldn't be too far behind. It sure made a girl feel good.

"Hey, whoa!" Stan gasped suddenly. He pulled back, slopped his great heavy cock from her sucking lips. "Her mouth's even better than her cunt. Shit, the little slut's gonna milk me in no time."

Fred didn't answer. He was fucking in and out of Kelly's hot cunt with his monster cock. His face was strained with concentration and he dripped sweat all over her. He had leaned forward and clasped the huge mounds of her pliant tits in his hands. His fingers mauled them and marked up her tit flesh. But now he reared back, ran his fingers up and down her inner thighs.

"Christ, girlie, give me a break," Stan pleaded. He stepped back from her, wandered around the room for a minute or so with his gigantic hard-on poking out from his crotch like a crane boom. The blue vein in its side seemed even more dark and angry.

"Let me suck you. Please," Kelly gasped. There was a catch in her voice as she was jerked by Fred time and again. "You can come in my mouth. It's okay. Shoot your jizz down my throat if you want to. I'll drink it all down. I love to swallow cum."

Her eyes followed Stan as he paced the room. She watched his thickened cock swing and sway in the air and his crepe ball sac twitch and flex. She licked her lips and begged him in a little-girl voice. She wanted both cocks. One wasn't enough. She wanted to feel both hard cocks fucking inside her.

Fred was grabbing her legs, forcing them up and apart in a big V. He held her by the ankles and supported her straight legs that way as he fucked his prick in and out of her pussy. Her cunt was sucking his cock deep each time. His prick shone with all the pussy juice from her moist fuckhole.

"Please give me your cock, Stan. I want to suck you off. I need your cock so bad," Kelly whispered, stretching her arm out toward him.

He circled her warily for a while, and at last decided he had himself under control again. He stepped close to her, squatted down with his cock in his fist, and began rubbing his purple cockhead on her tits, poking her nipples and the warm tit flesh with his hard-on. Her inch-long brown nipples bent to one side under the pressure.

"I'll give you my cock, don't worry," he grunted tensely. "I'll come in your mouth when I'm good and ready."

Kelly tried to grab hold of his cock but he wouldn't let her near it. He steered the head of his prick around and around her stiffened nipples, bathing the puffy pink circles with the pre-cum oozing from his cocktip. Then he pressed his cock down on the nipples and squashed them back into her tits, like elevator buttons.

Fred grinned as he watched all this. He was fucking Kelly wildly, his face all red and flushed. He looked as if he were about to explode. His cock was swollen and throbbing. But he seemed better able to control himself than Stan, and he didn't slow down or rest.

"Cock, cock, cock," Kelly whimpered over and over again, gazing hungrily at Stan's thick hard-on. She licked her lips. Her mouth was watering.

Stan stroked his prickhead around on her tits for a while longer, then moved up and began to prod her face. He rubbed his cock into her cheek and across her forehead. She had to close her eyes as he smudged his prick across her lids and messed up her blue eyeshadow. He even went so far as steering his cocktip across her gaping wet lips once or twice.

"Let me suck your cock. Let me bring you off," she pleaded. Her tongue lashed the underside of Stan's prick as it bumped over her mouth and nudged her nose. Her hands fluttered in the air helplessly.

"You hungry for cock? You wanna suck my cock while Fred fucks you?" Stan asked.

"Yes! Oh, fuck, yes! I want both cocks! I love both your stiff cocks!" she panted. "Fuck my face! Oh please, fuck my face with that huge cock!"

Stan glared down at her tensely. He lifted his cock up off her face a moment, waited, and watched while a big pearl of pre-cum oozed from his piss-slit and rolled down his purple prickhead. He held his cock six or eight inches above her face and let the cum blob drool off in an elastic string and slop to her eyelid. The cock juice spread across her eyelashes and matted them together stickily.

"Fuck her face, why don't you? Do like she says!" grunted Fred. The veins stuck out in his neck as he fucked Kelly roughly. His ass cheeks trembled with the effort.

Stan grinned slyly. He had propped up his cock across Kelly's face and, without holding it now, he drove his cock back and forth, angled it this way and that. Her tongue snaked out to lick his prick whenever possible. The cockshaft was smudged and smeared with her make-up.

Finally, Stan moved around and scooped his hand under Kelly's head. She was close to the end of the bench, and with a little effort he got her to droop her head over the edge. He supported her with his hand. Tilting her face upside down, he squatted lower and poked her in the mouth with his cockhead. Her lovely blonde hair, still slightly wet, hung to the floor.

She got the idea right away and opened her mouth widely. He slipped his cockhead between her lips and drove forward, fucking half the length of his cock into her face with one stroke. Her lips formed a perfect seal around the bloated prick. She could feel the rough bumps and ripples of hard veins on his prick.

"This what you want, slut?" Stan wheezed. "You want a face full of hard cock?"

"Mmmmmfffff!" Kelly agreed. She gazed up into the crevice of his ass, at the huge dangling balls swinging before her.

Cradling her neck in one hand, Stan fucked the rest of his cock into Kelly's throat. Her gullet was perfectly lined up, and he could shove his cock into her throat all the way. His crotch hair tickled her nose and his balls pressed hotly on her chin. He started bulling in and out of her mouth, fucking her face with slow and easy movements.

Kelly was in heaven. The feel of the thrusting cocks inside her was driving her crazy. Fred had scissored her legs back and now held her by the knees as he fucked in and out of her pussy. His prick felt like it was bulling up into her chest somewhere. And Stan's cock was so deep in her throat it could have been meeting Fred's cock head on.

She reached up between Stan's muscular thighs, closed her slender fingers on his taut ball pouch. His balls shifted and rolled in her hand. He groaned with lust, his ass clenching as he fucked her pretty face. His cockhead was plunging far into her throat.

"What a horny little slut," Stan grunted. He clutched one of her tits in his hand and mangled the soft sweet tit flesh. The nutbrown nipple stuck up between his fingers like a varnished stub of wood.

"I think she loves fucking two men at the same time," agreed Fred. "She could probably handle all the cock you wanted to throw at her. An ideal candidate for a gangbang, I'd say."

Both men fucked their cocks in and out of Kelly's helpless body. Her tits shimmied and her belly rippled with the force of their fuckthrusts. She felt bloated, clogged to the limit with cock. And she was thrilled as she had never been thrilled before. She felt in control of so much power: two men fucking her! It was the wildest thing that had ever happened to her.

There was a deep groan from Stan and he suddenly seemed to lose control. Kelly's mouth was sucking his prick expertly. Her tongue was teasing and tickling him crazily. And then there was her hand on his balls. Her fingers squeezed and coaxed up the heavy cream from his balls.

"Ohhh fuck!" he gasped. He buried his prick deep in her throat, withdrew till the cockhead lay throbbing on her tongue. And suddenly his balls contracted, and he was filling her mouth up with huge wads of steaming spunk.

Kelly slobbered noisily, her throat bobbing with the effort to swallow all his jism. Her eyes fluttered open to watch his dangling balls swing and sway inches from her face.

Stan fucked his cock into her throat, shooting great blobs of cock cream down to her belly. Her eyes rolled in panic as she felt the squishing globs of cum slither warmly down her throat. Trickles of cum seeped from the corners of her mouth and began rolling up her cheeks like reverse tear trails. She started to cough slightly.

"You coming or what?" Fred asked, staring up at his grunting friend. He squished his cock far into Kelly's pussy.

"Ohhhh fuck! Ohhh fuck!" Stan groaned. He drove his cock into the teenager's throat roughly.

But then he pulled back too far. His cock slipped from the sucking grip of Kelly's painted mouth. His prick swayed there inches above her startled face, and drooled a gigantic rope of white spunk like a hunk of taffy from its tip. The cum-rope dangled there for a second, then attached itself to Kelly's face and snapped, decorating her pretty features from mouth to forehead with a shining silver ribbon of jism.

"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, spunk drooling from her mouth. The ribbon of white cum wriggled from her top lip up the side of her nose and between her eyes. The cum crossed her forehead like a painted line and disappearing into her lovely blonde hair.

Stan had lost control of his cock. He was too far gone to take his prick in hand and stuff it back in her mouth, at least for the moment. His drooling cock lay up the left side of her face at an angle, pointed up to the ceiling like a cannon. All he did was hump his fucker back and forth on her cum-smeared face.

His prick still spurted cum, jetting out rope after rope of hot jism down the length of Kelly's pretty body. The spunk arched up from his cocktip like water from a hose, splattering her tits, her belly, even her cock-stuffed pussy with thick gooey strands of cum. One string of jism draped itself around her right tit like a loop of pearls, wetting the nipple and making it glisten. Another streak of cum shot down her cleavage, filled up her navel, and drooled toward her thigh.

"Shit! What the fuck!" Fred gasped.

He was laughing, withdrawing his cock from Kelly's gaping wet cunt. He circled his fingers round his reddened prick and began to jerk himself off, seeing if he could outdo Stan.

Suddenly the spunk was flying from two directions as Fred started coming, too. He held his cock just above her cum-matted pussy hair and aimed up the length of her golden belly. His first jet of cum fired as high as her left tit, where it attached itself to the lower half of her tit and dripped off her flank like thick milk. His second wad shot right between her tits and spilled into the hollow of her neck.

"Shit, look at that!" Fred cried happily.

"Cock-sucker! Cock-sucker!" Stan moaned weirdly.

Long strings of silver spunk arched out over Kelly then fell, splattering across her suntanned skin like mercury. Fred shot a white line of cum up her belly and over the inner slope of one tit. Stan replied with a gusher of jism that sliced right across one nipple and rolled off her rib cage to her waist. Her body was being criss-crossed with glistening silver lines of cum. Her navel overflowed with warm spunk.

She hung her head off the edge of the bench and groaned softly, feeling the hot cock cream spatter her skin. Trails of white jizz slid from the corners of her mouth back up her face. Her lips gleamed with cum. She felt dirty and abused. But she was incredibly excited.

"Come all over me! Splatter me with jizz!" she moaned. "I love it! I love cum! Shoot cum in my mouth! I love it!"

Fred continued shooting great long ropes of jism up her body, decorating the last few clear spaces on her skin. But Stan had stopped lobbing wads of cum, and now the slimy stuff just drooled from his cocktip like strings of milky rubber. He held his cock above her face and let the spunk drip down on her. She kept her eyes tightly shut as cum stuck to her eyelashes.

Her mouth remained open, and long strings of cum fell inside. She smacked her lips and squished the viscous fluid around between her teeth. Cum overflowed her mouth and drained down over her jizz-glossed face. Spokes of white cock cream ran off in all directions from her mouth. She looked as though a bowl of cum had been overturned on her face.

"Look at her! She's covered in it! The little slut's covered with cum!" Fred raved.

Mother jet of spunk fired off right up the center of her body, straight between her messy tits. And a final comet of cum shot as high as her shoulder, crossing one tit diagonally.

Fred held his cock above her cunt mound now and watched the dregs of his cum slop down into her matted bush. Her pussy was gaping open from all the hard fucking, and thick strands of spunk dribbled over the sweet pink pussy flesh. Pussy juice oozed from deep inside her gaping fuckhole and ran into the crack of her ass.

"What a hot bitch. What a hot little cockteaser," Stan sighed. He was wiping his cummy cock off in her lovely blonde hair.

"And she's so young and pretty," Fred said.

Both men stepped back from Kelly's cumdrenched form and grabbed their clothes from the floor. They slipped into their pants and shirts as they edged out the door, casting guilty glances at the spunk-soaked young teenager. They left her alone there, staring up at the ceiling dreamily, cum drooling from her mouth and criss-crossing her naked body like silver worms.

"I love cocks... I love cum," she was muttering softly.

The slithering spunk began to cool and congeal on her well-fucked body.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Something changed in Kelly Gordon after her fuck-session with the two construction workers. She simply couldn't get her mind off fucking. Nothing else interested her. Every minute of every day she was in a state of heat. And no matter how much she played with her pussy, she couldn't find any relief. She found herself wandering around her room naked all the time. And whenever her parents were out, she would wander through the whole house naked. She especially enjoyed watching herself in mirrors. It made her feel all tingly and excited, as if she were a nude model in a magazine posing for all the men to jerk off to.

One afternoon, Kelly found a men's magazine in her father's night table, and she took it back to her own room and stared over the pictures for nearly an hour. She was amazed at how beautiful the girls were. And how young. But what excited her most were their fashions. She was fascinated by the sheer black stockings and the frilly garter belts.

She immediately took a bus downtown and explored two of the sexiest women's lingerie stores she could find. The salesladies raised their eyebrows a little when she took her purchases to the cash registers, but they made no objections. Kelly supposed they wondered what such a young girl could want with such erotic items. But they took her money and let her have what she wanted.

Back in her bedroom, she spent a delicious hour and a half in front of her full-length mirror, trying on the flimsy articles and squatting and pouting on her bed like the girls in the magazine pictures. She made up her eyes with heavy blue shadow and painted her lips with purple gloss.

She'd bought a black lace bra that held up her tits and separated them nicely. The only unusual thing was, it had no upper cups, so that her tits were harnessed beneath, but completely bare on top, swelled up and out like squashed balloons. It made her tits look even bigger, and her nipples even longer.

Then there were the garter belts and stockings. She'd bought several, in matching shades, and she tried on first one, then another combination in an effort to look most whorish. Her favorite turned out to be the red garter belt with the light-gray stockings, and the all-black combination with tiny red tassles. Her pussy grew wet as she examined herself in the lewd outfits.

Kelly had a babysitting assignment that evening, her first in some time. She decided to wear the weird underthings, even though she might not get a chance to show them off. It would feel so kinky, she was sure.

And it did. While she stood there getting her instructions from Mr. and Mrs. Purcell, her heart was fluttering. She loved the feel of the sheer stockings against her thighs, the snug clasp of the garter belt around her waist. And she knew that though she wore a bra, her long stiff nipples were clearly visible through her tight dress.

She hoped she would have some effect on Mr. Purcell, and she seemed to. But he was with his wife, and there was little he could do, even if he wanted to. He was young and handsome, Kelly noted, with green eyes and a trim beard. His wife looked at Kelly with a disapproving gaze, and the teenager got the impression this was the first and last time she would be asked to babysit here.

She waved them off from the front door a little sadly, wishing that she could have gotten Mr. Purcell alone, as she'd managed to do with other men on previous occasions. She was sure she could have turned him on. She badly wanted to show off her sexy underwear. She wanted to see some man's reaction.

Within half an hour, she got her chance. She saw Mr. Purcell's car re-enter the driveway, heard the bump of a door below as he entered the basement from the carport. She almost rushed down the stairs to meet them, but stopped halfway down to regain her composure and watch him coolly as he moved toward her around the pool table.

"Mr. Purcell! What... I thought you were at the party," she muttered. She looked very young and beautiful as she stood there clasping the stair tail.

"I sneaked away for a while. I had to come back to see you," he admitted. He stopped a few feet from her, at the foot of the stairs. He was breathing heavily and seemed very tense.

"See me?" she gasped, pretending innocence. She suddenly felt very foolish. Here she had him right where she wanted him, and now she wasn't sure of the next move.

He took one step toward her and solved her problem. Grasping the hem of her dress in both hands, he began raising it, slowly, so that bit by bit her lovely slender legs were exposed in their sheer nylon stockings. She stood very still on the stairs, letting him do as he wished. Her tits rose and fell with her heavy breathing.

"I don't believe it. I haven't seen a real live girl wearing stockings in years," he wheezed. He had her dress up over her waist now, and he didn't stop there. Up and up he forced the dress, till it was up around her head and she was wriggling prettily to free herself from it.

"Do you like them? Do they make me look like a whore?" Kelly asked.

He had tossed the dress aside and she stood there wearing nothing but the lewd underwear.

"Actually they do, and I like it," he smiled. "Maybe it's because you're not wearing any panties, though."

Kelly blushed. It was true. She had left off her panties, just like the girls in the magazines. She didn't want anything to interfere with her garter belt and stockings. Now Mr. Purcell was staring right between her legs and all he was seeing between the slender straps was the tufted gash of her cunt.

"There's something about a garter belt and stockings," he went on admiringly. "They're so fucking sexy. And where did you get that crazy bra?"

Kelly was about to answer him but he began running his fingers up the dry crackly surface of her stockings. She whimpered and her knees buckled under her. His hands snaked around under her ass cheeks to support her. His face came nearer and nearer her lovely hair-lined pussy.

"I want to eat you so bad," he croaked. And suddenly he was doing just that, snuffling his mouth down on her crotch hair and soggy cunt lips.

"Yes! Oh yes!" she moaned, spreading her legs and forcing her pussy against his probing mouth. "Eat me! Please, eat me!"

She clutched the stair rail tightly and let herself down onto the steps till her head and shoulders were supporting her. She raised her legs and wrapped them around Purcell's brawny shoulders. And he clutched her naked ass cheeks and held her pink pussy up to his mouth like a slice of melon. He nibbled at her oozing cunt lips.

"Oh God! Oh God!" she whimpered. His tongue was deep inside her fuckhole now and he was swirling it around quickly.

There's nothing like fresh and sweet-smelling teenage cunt, he thought, prying her pussylips apart with his fingertips. Young stuff, dressed up like a whore, her mouth and eyes painted up, spread-eagled there for him on the stairs. It was as close to heaven as he wanted to get. The only thing better would be her mouth on his cock.

Quickly he lifted up off her, his chin already greasy. He unzipped his pants and thrust them down, along with his shorts. He stepped from the tangle and peeled off his jacket and shirt.

His cock, half-hard, sprang outward between his legs. The prickhead pointed directly at her cunt gash.

"What? Oh please!" she complained, her eyes rolling in panic. "Eat me! Eat my cunt! Oh please!"

He reached down for her, scooped her up in his arms, and hauled her off to the pool table, where he spread her out like a rich meal. While she stared up at him stupidly, he swung her around, hung her head off the edge of the table. He leaned down over her, his hands on her spread thighs, and sank his mouth back down on her gaping wet cunt.

"Yes! Ohhh! Your cock..." Kelly mumbled.

Purcell's prick was bumping about on her face, poking her in the eye, prodding her cheek. She reached for his cock with her hand, opened her mouth wide. And the thickening cock slid easily between her painted red lips.

Purcell pried her cunt lips apart again and began nipping and teasing her ragged pussy flesh. Great crinkly wet slabs of pussy skin were blooming from between her thick outer cunt lips. He pulled and tugged on the thick minks of cunt flesh. And he circled his tongue about inside her pussy slit in search of her clit. "Mmmmmfffff!" Kelly mumbled, her lips clamped tightly around the invading bulk of his cock. Her head hung upside down again, and her throat was perfectly aligned to take all of his straining prick.

He began fucking her face gently while he ate her pussy, easing his cock in and out slowly. He peeled back a layer of cunt flesh with his fingers and found the pink button of her clit. His tongue curled around her clit and he sucked it between his lips.

She moaned, half out of her mind with fucklust. Her pussy was tingling crazily.

She gazed up at the heavy swinging sac of his hairy balls. Each time he fucked his cock into her throat the pouch smacked her nose. She wished she'd had time to suck his balls. She loved licking a guy's balls almost as much as she enjoyed sucking his cock.

"Shiteroo!" Purcell gasped suddenly, raising his dripping chops from her pussy. "This is just too much. You're, one hot little bitch."

He pulled back from her and his cock slurped from her sucking mouth. A string of pre-cum dripped to her cheek and the cock-head poked her in the eye. Then Purcell was grappling with her, twisting her around, flipping her over onto her belly. Her big tits flattened against the smooth felt of the table.

"Gotta fuck you. Gotta get my cock into you real fast," he panted. He grabbed her legs and spread them widely, opening up the gaping wet slice of her pussy. He pulled her to the table's edge, nudged his cockhead between her pulpy cunt lips, and shoved forward violently.

"Yes! Oh God, yes!" she wailed. She clutched the edges of the pool table and spread her thighs as wide as they would go.

His cock sank into her cunt to the balls and he began fucking her, cramming his cockshaft in and out of her pussy with short, quick fuckthrusts. He massaged her taut little ass cheeks with his fingers. He snapped the rear straps of her garter belt against her skin.

"Fuck me deep! Cram your cock in me all the way!" she moaned, glancing back over her shoulder at him. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Her scissored legs rested on the outer ridge of the pool table, and he fucked his cock deep inside her pussy at every stroke. He looped his hands under her garter belt straps and held her there, as if he were riding her. He tugged her back onto his cock again and again. His prick was fully hard now and pulsed inside her pussy.

"You're the hottest little babysitter we've ever had, I can tell you that," Purcell said. "You keep up this kind of service, and you'll corner the neighborhood business. The other girls won't stand a chance!"

"I... I like to fuck," she panted, feeling his cock go deep. "I like to fuck -- and to suck cock."

It seemed to her a reasonable enough explanation. She certainly wasn't babysitting for the money any more. She was doing it for the men she could meet, the older married men she could fuck and suck with no complications. Who needed the restrictions of boyfriends when she could get herself a cock any time she wanted one?

He was ramming his cock in and out of her pussy rapidly, and from the sound of his breathing, it wouldn't be too long before he was on the edge. Kelly thought for a moment, then decided there was something she still hadn't tried, something she was very curious about.

"Fuck me up the ass," she said quietly, gripping the table. Then, when he went on fucking her without giving any indication that he'd heard: "Please, shove your cock up my ass and fuck me hard!"

He stopped in mid-stroke, sweat draining down his chest. "What?"

"Shove your big hard cock up my ass and fuck me!" she bleated. "I want to get fucked up the ass!"

Purcell hesitated for a split second. Then he slid his greasy cock from her gaping cunt hole. He planted a hand on each of her ass cheeks, pried them wide apart. The small wrinkled circle of her asshole looked inviting. He shoved his shiny cockhead against the tiny hole and pressed down, though he didn't for a minute believe he could get his thick prick up the horny teenager's sweet little ass.

"Yes! Do it! Shove your big cock up my ass!" she cried. She had her neck craned around to look at him.

He began slowly, easing more and more weight down onto her puckered asshole. The lovely twin globes of her small ass cheeks were all warped out of shape around the invading bulk of his prick. He was mashing her down into the felt of the pool table. Her tits were flattened into its surface.

"You sure you want this, girlie?" Purcell asked. "You're awful small, and I got a hardon here that would split a horse."

"Yes! Fuck my ass! I'll take all the cock you can give me!" He kept on pressing, and after a while the puckered circle of her asshole seemed to give. The rubbery ass ring expanded and gradually folded itself around and over the bulling cockhead. Much to his surprise, he soon had the whole of his cockhead inside her ass.

"The rest of it! Give me the rest of your cock!" she pleaded. She was biting her bottom lip.

"Jesus, you sure love cock, little girl!" He sank more weight down on her and one, two, three inches of thick cock fucked into her asshole.

"I love it, I love it, I love it," she chanted. Four, five, and six inches of cock fucked up her ass.

He paused, rested. Her asshole was so snug and tight. Her ass cheeks were pressing against the cockshaft so hotly. He massaged her slender back, caught hold of her garter belt strap once again, and pressed forward. The last couple of inches of prick slid up her ass.

"Yes! Oh yes!" she crooned. "Fuck me up the ass!"

He did what she wanted, fucking his cock in and out of her ass again and again. And she took every inch, her asshole nipping at his straining hard-on. It was something he'd wanted to try for a long time, but his wife would never let him. Now he had a sweet young teenager begging him to fuck her ass and taking every inch of cock like a veteran.

"Ooooooh God, it feels so good," she moaned. Her spread-eagled body was jammed forward on the table each time he fucked into her ass. She felt so full of cock.

"You do this kind of thing a lot?" he grunted, his face red with exertion. "You let guys fuck you up the ass?"

Kelly was humming softly to herself. "I'll do anything. I love cock. I love fucking. I'll do anything that's dirty and feels good."

Purcell jammed his cock deep into her ass guts and his balls smacked against the wet gash of her cunt. His cock shone like an oiled piston, and now it slid in and out of her asshole quite easily. The snug grip of her luscious ass against his cockshaft was driving him crazy.

"The other day I fucked with two guys at the same time. I just couldn't help myself. I felt so sexy," she went on dreamily, her voice catching each time he rammed his cock into her ass. "I sucked one of them off while the other fucked me. It felt fantastic."

Her dirty talk was making it hard for him to hold back his climax. He felt as though he could explode any minute. Trying to think of other things, he continued fucking her ass. Her voice was just impossible to ignore, though. He found he couldn't stop listening to her.

"Finally, when they came, they both pulled their cocks out of me and shot their jism all over me. In my face and hair, everywhere. On my tits, all over my belly. I was just swimming in cum. I thought I was going to drown in the stuff!"

She was actually smiling as she twisted her head toward him and told him this dirty tale. Shit, the little bitch just had no shame! Was there nothing the horny little cunt wouldn't do?

"But one thing I was hoping they'd do to me and they didn't. That's fuck me up the ass and the cunt at the same time. You know, two cocks in me at the same time? I really wanted them to do that. I'm real curious about how it feels. They mentioned it, but they never got around to doing it. I guess they just didn't have time."

Purcell felt the jism sizzling in his balls. He couldn't last much longer. It was too much to ask of any man. Her lewd talk was making him groan deep in his throat. Her asshole was actually tugging at his poor straining cock.

"Now I wonder what it would be like to make it with more than two guys. I wonder what it would be like with three, or even more. I dream of being surrounded by cocks. I dream of all these cocks, shooting cum at me, all at the same time. So that I'd be just covered in spunk. Don't you think that would be exciting?"

There was a deep, drawn-out groan from Purcell, as if he were in real pain. He crushed his body down on hers and began to fuck her ass with short, sharp hinges. His cock fucked far up into her ass guts. She could almost feel his prick in her throat.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" he yelled. His cock began to spurt out great heavy knots of cum into her helpless asshole. His cum shot deep, in thick sizzling globs. His balls trembled and twitched as they fired up the creamy cum.

"I feel it! You're coming up my ass!" she squealed with excitement. "Oh God, yes! Spurt it all up my ass! Fill me with cum! I love it! Oh God!"

He fucked in and out of her ass, heaving out great juicy wads of cum into her shit-chute. Globs of jizz splattered her insides, and bathed his cock hotly. And then, each time he pulled out from her ass, thick greasy ropes of jism clung to his cock, dripped from it like oil wriggling strings of creamy cum drooled down over the open hairy gash of her cunt, coating the shiny pink pussy flesh.

"Fill me with cum! Shoot me full of it!" she pleaded.

He was fucking into her so hard now that she was being jolted all over the pool table. Her tits rolled about on its surface, all squished beneath her. Her nipples, nearly an inch long, bore down into the felt surface like bullets. Her lacy black bra hung half off one shoulder.

He shot one more scalding rope of cum up her asshole. Then he tugged back, uncorked his cock from her ass, and took his slimy cockshaft into his hand. He began jerking off, splashing more creamy jizz into the crack of her pretty ass.

"What are you doing? Ohhhhhhhh!" she gasped. She felt the scalding hot cum splashing her ass and cunt.

He held his cock just above her splayed thighs and shot out the rest of his cum. One jet plugged up her asshole and joined a steady stream of silver spunk that oozed down over her ragged pink cunt flesh. One shot of cum bounced off her ass cheek and splashed onto the small of her back, soiling her garter belt. Another string of cum jumped directly onto her squishy cunt.

"Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!" Kelly whimpered. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip again.

"What a lovely ass," he moaned finally. "What a gorgeous, tight little ass."

He nosed his cockhead up and down in the cummy crack of her ass, spreading the gobs of silver jism this way and that. He tilted his cock to the left and right, smearing her lush asscheeks with a thick layer of steaming white cock cream. Knots of sticky spunk oozed down over her ass and cunt.

"You did it. You fucked me up the ass," Kelly said quietly. She seemed deep in thought as he smeared cum about on her ass and cunt. "Maybe after a while I can suck you off, huh?"

CHAPTER EIGHT

Early on Friday evening, Kelly got a phone call from Mr. Teasdale. At first she couldn't place the name and had to ask him to explain who he was. So much had happened to her lately, she could barely keep track of what day it was. When he reminded her that he was Mr. Rivers' next-door neighbor, she smiled softly. How could she have forgotten the way he had fucked her face with his big cock?

He said he wanted her to come babysit for him again, and once more she had to smile. A visit to Teasdale's place could only mean one thing, and that was fucking. If she accepted, she would get fucked, one way or another. Of that there was no doubt. She didn't hesitate. She accepted at once.

She painted her eyelids with heavy wads of purple grease, glossed up her mouth so that it shone like a wet strawberry. She did up her hair in tight little blonde ringlets, and put on her slinkiest, most low-cut dress. Underneath, she wore her frilly black garter belt and the black nylon stockings. She looked more like she was off to a modeling job than to a local babysitting assignment.

And in a way she was. For once Teasdale let her into his plush living room, she found that they were not alone.

There were four other men in the room, Mr. Rivers among them, and they were all eyeing her hungrily, as if she were the main course in an expensive meal they'd all been invited to. She was very much the center of attention.

Kelly smiled self-consciously and tried not to panic. When she could, she whispered to Teasdale in a tense voice. "What's the idea here? What's going on?"

"My dear, I would have thought it was perfectly obvious," Teasdale replied. "We're having a little party here, and you're the guest of honor." He began urging her towards the group of men.

"You mean you want me to fuck all of you? Five guys?" she gasped. She was staring at him intently.

"Why not? And you'll probably get to suck us all off, too, if you're lucky. Come on over and meet the boys. They're all dying to get to know you."

"To fuck me, you mean," she said.

Suddenly she remembered something she'd said to Purcell the other day, while he'd been fucking her up the ass. She'd said something about making it with more than two guys. She'd talked about being surrounded by cocks and covered with cum. Here she was -- getting her big chance! Who knew when she'd get another?

She let herself be led to the group of men, and one by one Teasdale introduced them all to her. She felt as though she were at some classy social gathering. The men smiled and were pleasant to her. Rivers even bent and kissed her hand. She nodded and smiled at the three men she didn't know. And she began to relax.

Eventually, everyone moved to a back room, where Teasdale had set up a bed in front of a row of chairs. The men arranged themselves on the chairs while Kelly glanced at Teasdale. It was obvious where she was meant to go.

"Strip for us," Teasdale instructed matter-of-factly. "I want the boys to see that great little body before they start pawing it and rubbing cocks all over it."

Kelly blushed, not quite knowing how to react to this kind of talk. Did he think she was some kind of tramp or what? She was about to say something, but then she became aware that everyone was staring at her. It seemed she was expected to put on some kind of show for the five men. She stepped in front of the bed and turned around to face them.

Slowly, feeling a bit silly, she let the shoulder strap of her pretty dress slip down her arm. She leaned forward, allowing the men a good long look deep into her cleavage. The inner slopes of her big tits were clearly visible in the low-cut dress. The other shoulder strap slipped easily down her arm and suddenly the whole dress seemed about to fall away from her.

"Nice tits," someone commented softly. "Big tits for such a small chick," someone else put in. Kelly had caught the dress just in time, clasping her hand to her rib cage so that her nipples and lower tits were still hidden. But now she smiled oddly, a girlish, teasing smile, and let her hand drop away. The front of her dress flopped down around her waist and the men could clearly see her swollen tits harnessed in the lewd, cupless bra.

"Oh shit, great tits!" one guy exclaimed.

"Look at the length of those fucking nipples!" another guy added enthusiastically.

Kelly had always had long, thick, nut-brown nipples that stuck out like toggle switches. But now, with the crazy open bra forcing her tits up and out, her nipples seemed much longer. They were hard, circular stubs that thrust out proudly from her lush, ballooning tits.

The dress was sliding off Kelly's waist, and she let it fall, swiveling her upper body gently so that her tits wobbled. Her finely embroidered black garter belt came into view, and the frilly, stretched suspenders dangling from it. Then the dress fell to the floor and the men could see the sleek black stockings riding all the way to the tops of Kelly's thighs.

"Wow, look at that! What a horny fucking get-up!" one man called out.

"She ain't wearing any fucking panties!" croaked another.

Kelly had left off her panties, and between the snaky straps of her black suspenders there was only the tufted gash of her sweet teenage cunt. Her pussy was not completely closed, and some ragged hunks of pink pussy flesh were already sticking out from between the big outer cunt slabs. The five men began to shift nervously in their chairs.

"Here, try these," Teasdale called out, as he tossed her two huge rubber cocks with ripples in their sides.

"Yeah, crank that cunt wide for us!" someone yelled.

Kelly stepped from her tangled dress, tossed it to one side, and climbed onto the huge bed. She couldn't explain it, but she was starting to enjoy herself. She was having fun teasing the men. She felt like one of those gorgeous young girls in the mens magazine she'd browsed through -- only this was for real. She really had five horny guys at her command.

One of the men, the quiet one at the end, unzipped his pants and took out his cock. While Kelly began performing on the bed, he calmly jerked off. His cock grew hard and thick in his hand.

Kelly was on all fours, with her ass thrust out toward the men, her legs spread widely. She heaved her body back and forth and her cunt began to crack wider and wider, with more and more ragged pussy flesh blooming into the open. Her black suspenders stretched tautly across her ass cheeks and dug into her lush ass flesh.

"Fuck," groaned one of the men. He also was undoing his pants, hauling out his halfhard cock.

She began to suck on one of the dildos, turning her face toward them so that they all could see her. It was a huge pink rubber cock, about a foot long and thicker than her wrist. Her lips were stretched to the limit around it. But she soon had four or five inches of the rubber prick crammed in her mouth.

"Sonovabitch!" a third man croaked. Down went his zipper, out came his cock.

"You boys are very naughty, wanting me to do dirty things with fake cocks," Kelly teased, freeing her mouth of the huge pink prick. "You'll get me all excited, and pretty soon I'm going to want the real thing."

"That's the whole idea," smirked Teasdale. He and Rivers were the only two men not jerking off.

Kelly sank her mouth back onto the thick pink cock and began making moaning sounds deep in her throat. At the same time, she took the second dildo and began nudging it around between her legs in search of her fuck hole. The blooming slabs of her cunt grasped the rubber cockhead and sucked it inside.

Rivers couldn't take his eyes off Kelly. It seemed only a few days before that she had first appeared at his door as a sweet and innocent young babysitter. And though what they'd done together by the side of his pool had proved that she wasn't so innocent after all, it was still a bit of a shock to see her performing here on the bed in front of five men, like some porno queen.

Finally, Rivers' unzipped his pants and took his hardening cock in hand. He couldn't resist. He wasn't made of stone. It wasn't every-day he got to see such a lewd performance from someone so young and sweet looking.

Kelly was moaning deeply now. She had fucked more than six inches of fake cock up her cunt and had about the same amount stuffed into her mouth. She let go of the dildo between her legs and it stuck up into the air like a half-embedded stake. Her pulpy hairlined cuntlips were warped out of shape around its bulk.

"Sonovabitch!" one of the men repeated.

Even Teasdale stared. He had no idea when he offered Kelly the playthings that she would use them so effectively. He shifted uncomfortably and then he hauled out his growing cock. He joined the other five men in slowly jerking off as the teasing teenager did her stuff on the bed.

Kelly stared at the group of them through heavy-lidded eyes. She twisted the rubber cock in her cunt and sucked hard on the one in her mouth. And suddenly she rolled lazily over onto her back and let her legs crank wide. She gripped the dildo embedded in her cunt and began to fuck it in and out of her gaping cunt hole. It made loud squelching sounds fucking in her pussy.

"Do you believe this cock-teasing little cunt?" one of the men said.

"Where did you find her, Henry?" another fellow asked Teasdale.

"I don't deserve any of the credit. Rivers is the one who discovered this little whore," Teasdale said modestly.

Rivers didn't say anything. His cock was an angry red spike in his lap and he was intent on beating his meat. He was amazed at how Kelly's cunt was swollen out round the thrusting dildo. Her pussy seemed to have folded itself inside out around the fake cock.

He stood up slowly, let his cock jut out of his fly as he went about lazily undressing. He draped his shirt over the chair back and dropped his pants. He thrust down his shorts and stepped from them. His cock loomed out from his naked crotch and twitched in the air. His balls dangled heavily below and shifted in their crepe pouch.

"You can't wait, huh Rivers?" smirked Teasdale. "You gotta get some action right now."

But Rivers made no move toward the bed where Kelly lay writhing. He just stood there, naked, watching her fuck the fake cock in and out of her pussy. He wrapped his fist around his thickening cock once more and pumped it slowly. He seemed deep in thought.

"I know just how he feels," one of the men grunted. He stood up and began stripping, baring his brawny chest and hairy belly as he spoke. "What this chick needs is nine or ten inches of good hard cock, the real thing instead of her little playthings."

There was a murmur of agreement, and suddenly all the men were standing, peeling off their clothes as they gazed down at the horny teenager. Shirts and pants fell to the floor or were tossed back over the chairs, and soon each man in the room, even Teasdale, was naked with his cock in his hand. All eyes were on the writhing teenaged girl in front of them.

"Are you going to fuck me? Are you all going to fuck me?" Kelly asked sweetly, unplugging her mouth and glaring at them. She glanced from man to man, from cock to cock, as the five horny men surrounded her.

"What do you think?" sneered Teasdale. He approached, the bed and the others gathered around till they were all standing with their knees against the coverlet, their cocks pinting menacingly at the helpless teenager. "Ohhhhhh!" she moaned, her voice full of lust. She dropped her dildo to the bed and reached for the nearest cock, curling her fingers around the cock and tugging it towards her face.

She twisted on the bed, squirmed up on one elbow to get close to the real live cock. She began to lick it and kiss it eagerly, smudging the prick with her deep-red lipstick. She stuffed the cockhead into her mouth and began to suck, drawing it far back over her tongue and into her throat.

The men knelt around her on the edge of the bed. Gently, they began to caress her skin, to feel the warmth of her flesh. They stroked her shoulders, her tits, her belly and her thighs. Someone gripped the dildo still stuffed in her cunt and began fucking it back and forth softly.

She had already spit out the first cock she'd grabbed, and now she was eagerly cramming another cock between her lips. She clutched this new cock at its base and jacked it up and down while she fed the cockhead into the back of her mouth. And then she was repeating the process with a third cock. She was determined to suck all five cocks at least once before they really got down to fucking.

"Shit, what a horny little cock-sucker," someone said. "She can't get enough cock."

"Check out that mouth. Watch her go!" another one added.

Kelly was indeed sucking like someone possessed, fucking her mouth up and down on each cock she tackled and pumping with her fist. The men knelt all around her so that all she had to do was turn her head and edge forward to reach the next prick. Their thick cocks jutted out on all sides of her like poles of meat.

"Let's fuck her," someone suggested. "Let's fuck her before we all start to blow our wads."

"Yeah, I can't stand much more of this," a second fellow admitted. "That mouth's just too fucking much!"

Kelly had her mouth clamped on Rivers cock and her fist jacking up and down on Teasdale's prick. She'd gone full circle on the men now and seemed to be preparing to go around the group again. She seemed very happy to have five thickening cocks to play with.

"She's just getting warmed up," Teasdale said. "She likes to suck cock more than anything. You can tell. Let her have her fun for a while."

Kelly eased her mouth off Rivers' cock and plunged her lips down over Teasdale's cock. If she was listening to the men talk, she made no sign. She sucked cock continually, never once breaking her rhythm except to spit out one cock and siphon in another cock. Her mouth made loud squeaking noises on the hard pricks.

"She can still suck cock while some of us fuck her," the first voice piped up again, more tense this time. "Shit, is this a gang-bang or isn't it?"

There were more grunts and murmurs of agreement. Kelly had moved on past Rivers and Teasdale and had begun to suck the circle of horny men all over again. They all stared down at her and let her do as she wished. The five cocks were red and inflamed and getting larger by the second.

"Yeah, let's fuck her," someone said decisively.

And suddenly there was a general shifting for position on the crowded bed. Only the man she happened to be sucking at that moment was content to stay where he was. Like excited schoolboys, the rest of them began to claw at the helpless teenager and get her ready for some real fucking. She had roused five cocks to vibrant hardness. Now she had to face the consequences.

CHAPTER NINE

"Sit on his cock! Sit on it, you stupid bitch!" Teasdale ordered.

One of the men was on his back on the bed with his cock sticking up through his fist, and Teasdale was directing Kelly as she lowered herself onto the upthrust prick. Several strong hands supported her as she squatted lower and lower over the thick cock.

"I can do it myself! I can do it!" she insisted.

But the men seemed to enjoy pawing her tits and ass. They wouldn't leave her alone. Pale finger marks appeared all over her nude body.

Finally she reached down between her bent legs and caught hold of the waiting cock. She was low enough now for her ragged cuntlips to touch the purple cockhead. She wiggled about gingerly and lodged the bloated cocktip between her pussy lips.

"She's got it! It's inside her!" someone yelled.

"Sit on it! Sit on the fucking thing, you stupid slut!" Teasdale went on. He seemed to enjoy calling her names.

Kelly let as much weight as she could fall on top of the rigid cock, and slowly the cock fucked up into her hot wet cunt. Her legs were jack-knifed on either side of the guy's body and her big tits hung down like ripe heavy fruit. She closed her eyes with satisfaction as she felt the huge prick fucking up into her pussy.

"It's going! She's got it!" came a muffled voice from the bed.

"You all right Reggie?" Teasdale asked, checking with the fellow who now had twothirds of his cock buried in Kelly's cunt.

"Yeah, I'm all right," Reggie replied. He was staring down at his cock, watching as the last few inches of cockmeat bored into her soggy cunt.

Kelly gave a deep sigh and let her head roll forward and her hair hang down. Her crotch hair was meshed with Reggie's now and she had all of his huge prick embedded inside her fuck hole. She leaned forward and let her tits swing inches from his dazed and sweat-slick face. She let her swollen nipples graze his lips and he eagerly sucked one nipple into his mouth.

"Larry, get in back of her and fuck her up the ass," Teasdale ordered next. He gestured to one of the younger men, one who had a huge, thick and heavy cock.

"Yes, sir," Larry smiled. He saluted then scuffled around in back of Kelly as ordered. He began prying her ass cheeks apart and slopping the excess slime from his cocktip into her ass crack to get her ass good and wet.

Kelly fucked slowly on Reggie's thick cock. She wanted to go faster, to fuck herself into a nice long climax with that big prick buried in her cunt to the balls. But other things were going on. Hands were all over her, and someone was poking a big cock between her ass checks. She wasn't really concentrating on what was going on any more. She was too dazed with fuck-lust. The men could do what they wanted with her, just as long as she could keep a cock inside her pussy and slowly fuck herself to climax. She didn't care how many cocks they poked into her.

Larry had found the puckered circle of her asshole with his cockhead and was pressing forward slowly but steadily. Kelly's asshole opened up and let his cockhead inside. There was no resistance at all. Three inches of cock fucked into her asshole with no trouble at all.

"I can feel Reggie's cock! I can feel Reggie's cock up her cunt!" Larry wailed, excited as a young boy. "Shit, she's got two cocks inside her! Two cocks at the same time!"

"And she ain't finished yet," Teasdale muttered. He leaned over to watch the progress of Larry's cock up Kelly's asshole. Five or six inches of cockmeat had disappeared, and Larry's balls were about to touch her ass cheeks. She would soon have both cocks inside her to the hilt.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Kelly moaned, out of her mind with lust and pleasure. Her eyes rolled about crazily in her head and her pink tongue lolled from her open mouth.

"Dan, fuck her face. Let her suck your cock," Teasdale went on, satisfied that eight inches of cock had fucked up Kelly's asshole and Larry was rammed inside her cunt as far as he could go.

The third man did as he was told, standing up on the bed just to one side of Reggie so that his cock was level with Kelly's lowered head. He gripped her under the chin, forced her face up, and scraped his wet cockhead several times across her dazed features. Then he found her lips with his cockhead and fucked his prick into her mouth.

"Ooooooohhhhhh!" Kelly breathed, her cheeks bulging. She reached out and grabbed Dan's naked thighs for support as he began viciously fucking her lovely face.

"Perfect! Three cocks inside her. Just fucking perfect," muttered Teasdale.

"And what about the two of us?" Rivers asked quietly. He had knelt on the bed patiently through all of this, slowly pulling on his swollen cock. His face was flushed a deep red.

"Let's let the boys have their fun with her for the time being," Teasdale said. "In the meantime, this will have to do."

Teasdale gripped Kelly by her wrists and pulled her hands off Dan's thighs. He moved close to her side and motioned for Rivers to do likewise on the other side of her. Then he wrapped Kelly's slender fingers round his own cock and urged Rivers to do the same thing with her free hand. Rivers moved closer and folded Kelly's fist over his own cock.

"Shit, I bet the little slut never saw so many cocks at once in her whole life!" Teasdale leered. "She's sure getting her fill today! She'll be all cocked out by the time she's through!"

Kelly really was surrounded by cock. She had a cock bulling away up her cunt and one fucking her asshole. Her mouth was stuffed to the limit with hard cockmeat, and now both her fists were wrapped around hard pricks. Five cocks were assaulting the helpless teenager, tugging her this way and that. Her body felt totally clogged with cockmeat.

She was only vaguely aware what was happening to her. She had brief moments when everything seemed to come into focus and she was very much into the fucking and cocksucking and tugging on the cocks in her hands.

Then she was amazed that she was actually handling five raging hard-ons.

But most of the time she was in a sexual daze, completely unaware of anything except the pleasure rippling through her. She was jerked back and forth between the cock up her ass and the one in her mouth. Without any real effort of her own she chugged up and down on the cock that was fucked up her cunt, and she pumped the thick pricks in her fists.

"I gotta change places! I'm suffocating!" Reggie complained suddenly from beneath the heap of fucking bodies. "Let's change places. Shit, I can't take it!"

He wriggled and squirmed under Kelly's humping body till finally everyone began to lift up and cocks were slopped free of all her gaping fuck holes. She glanced about in panic, anxious to stuff as many cocks as possible back inside her. She wouldn't let go of Rivers' and Teasdale's cocks.

Then she was settling down again, as Dan slid beneath her and fucked his prick into her soggy cunt and Reggie eased in back of her and fucked his hard-on up her ass. Rivers moved up to fuck his prick deep into her mouth, and Teasdale and Larry made do with the caresses of her expert hands.

And on and on the fucking went. They fucked her for long minutes at a time, then changed positions. They each had a turn fucking her cunt, her ass, her mouth, then they started the whole process over again. From time to time, one of the men lay down to watch and let his cock cool off before joining the orgy again. But Kelly was always in the thick of things, her body brutally fucked by cock after cock after cock.

None of the men came. They all seemed to want to hold out as long as possible. And whenever one of them felt himself slipping, he lay back and rested till he was in full control of himself again. Goo drooled from each and every cockhead, but it wasn't cum. It was just clear precum. They were all saving their cumloads for later.

At one point Kelly was on her back on the bed. Someone was fucking her; she could feel the lazy fuck-thrusts and the cockhead deep in her belly. All the remaining cocks were surrounding her face, it seemed. She had a cock in each hand and was pumping them softly. Rivers was straddling her chest and fucking his huge prick up and down in the cleavage between her tits. Someone else was wrapping his cock up in wads of her blonde hair.

Suddenly there was a grunting sound, and Rivers was mashing her tits together, ballooning them over the lunging red log of his cock. He gasped, and suddenly his cock was jetting long strings of cum up her cleavage. A heavy fountain of spunk splattered under her chin and spiraled off in three or four different directions. A thick wriggling rope of silver jizz shot from between, her tits up to her neck.

"He's coming! Shit, look at that! He's coming all over her!" Reggie cried, pumping his cock in Kelly's hair.

"Ohhhh! Ohhh!" grunted Rivers.

He fucked his cock again and again up through the luscious hollow of her cleavage, and time after time his cocktip spit and shot a giant rope of white cum up onto the helpless girl.

One silver jet of jism skipped over her chin and rode up one cheek till it slithered off down her temple into her hair. Another blob of cum smacked her under the chin and drooled back into the hollow of her neck, which was rapidly filling to overflowing with shining silver spunk.

Finally Rivers took his cock in hand and tilted it this way and that, spurting his hot cum all over her plump tits and stiffened nipples. The white cock cream slapped and bounced over her tits, then rolled down the swollen tit globes like icing down a cake. Warm cum puddled in her cleavage and ran down onto her rib cage. Thick stripes of quivering cum crisscrossed her heaving chest.

"Look at that! Look at him splatter her!" Reggie wailed. He was jerking off furiously now, his cock still wrapped in blonde strands of Kelly's lovely hair.

Rivers let his head roll back and gave one last strong pull on his aching cock. A ribbon of jism leaped out from his prick tip and caught Kelly on her lower lip before it splattered off her chin and neck. Then his cock drooled strings of sticky cum down onto the girl's heaving tits. He rolled off to one side and gazed at Kelly, amazed at what he'd done to her.

She didn't seem to have even noticed. She was too busy tilting her head from side to side, sucking each of the two cocks she held in her hands. But suddenly one of the cocks exploded cum, just as she stuffed the purple cockhead into her mouth. She coughed, gagged, and was forced to spit the cock right out again while she caught her breath.

For a moment, the guilty cock stood up innocently enough at the side of her face, twitching slightly. But then a monstrous jet of jism a foot and a half long sprang up from its tip, riding up her face like a fountain and decorating her from jawline to forehead with a thick ribbon of silver spunk. The white trail crossed her lovely cheek, circled around her eye, and curved off over her eyebrow along her forehead.

"Shit, look at that! Look at that!" Reggie raved. He watched the end of the cum-trail seep into her hair.

Kelly at last seemed aware of what was happening. Cum drooled from her mouth, but she had stopped coughing. She went for the cumspurting cockhead with her lips, but it dodged to one side and fired off another gigantic loop of spunk toward her face. This blast of jism spurted up the side of her nose and between her eyes, skittering halfway up her forehead before drooling back down her face in a thick milky stream.

She grappled with the cock, clutching it in her fingers like a spike. Her mouth found the cockhead at last and sucked it inside. But just then the prick spurted another huge wad of cum, and she found herself choking on a thick flow of cock cream. She swallowed madly, sucking the sizzling goo to her belly. But she was forced to let some foaming cum blast from her mouth again and spurt in the open.

The cock tilted in front of her face and gushed yet another twirling loop of cum up her cheek. This wad of jizz caught on her eyelash and hung there like a creamy pearl. Thick drops of white cum were slithering back down her skin to hang off her jaw. Her mouth opened heavily and the overflow of cum from her throat slithered like foamy cream from her lips.

"Shit, I don't believe it! Oh fuck!" Reggie croaked. His fist was just a blur on his huge cock and suddenly -- through the platinum strands of her hair -- his creamy jism was spurting.

And so no sooner had one cock stopped shooting cum than another began. Reggie's cock oozed cum in thick syrupy knots. Frothy cum seeped from his cocktip, drooled down his cockhead, then dangled down in elastic ropes till it connected with Kelly's spattered skin. His first string of cum swung to the right and slopped into her half-closed eye. Her lashes were instantly matted together with cock cream.

"Whoa! Whoa!" Reggie wailed.

His cock lunged through the tangled mass of her hair and shot a thick white streamer all the way down the center of her suntanned face. Cum slid along her nose and over her mouth and down her chin. A loop of his jism went as far as the hollow of her neck.

Then a great heavy rope of jism swung down from his cock tip and hung there in the air like a white elastic band. His cum dangled and twitched above her face for a second or two then snapped and fell across her forehead, looping across from temple to temple. A thin trickle of slimy jizz ran down in back of her ear.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Rivers whispered excitedly, staring at the cum-splattered teenager.

He was lying off to one side now, his cock growing limp. As he glared at the helpless young girl, he wondered what he'd started... not just when he'd begun spurting cum between her tits, but when he'd first fucked her by his pool a few days before.

"Eat it, slut! Eat it!" Reggie was commanding.

He had leaned farther over Kelly's face now, so that his cocktip was directly above her cum clogged and gaping mouth. And he was watching great rubbery loops of spunk drop from his prick straight into her overflowing mouth. The elastic strands of cum flopped and wobbled into her mouth time and again.

Kelly had one eye clogged completely shut with sticky cum, but she squinted up through the other, trying to watch the blobs of cum drop to her mouth like taffy. She held her lips open gamely and tried not to spit out any jism, though her mouth was filled to capacity with the heavy slime.

Some of the dangling ropes of Reggie's spunk plopped straight into her mouth, and some slopped heavily to one side, rolling off down her chin and cheeks in slow-moving trickles. Her mouth was a gleaming pool of milky spunk, floating between her red lips like heavy cream. The jets of cum criss-crossed the rest of her face in glistening stripes.

But she wasn't finished yet. Suddenly jets of cum began to spurt from the cock on her left, and its owner shook it from side to side to hose down the few parts of her face that weren't splattered with spunk. He spurted a jet of jizz diagonally across her face, from her cheek, over the bridge of her nose, along her eyebrow, and off along her forehead. With the next shot of cum, he hit her in the eye, sealing it tightly shut.

"Come all over her! Splatter her with jism!" Reggie urged. What little cum was still drooling from his own cock he let drip into her golden hair.

The cock on her left spat a creamy wad across her mouth. And another. And another. Its owner aimed again and again at the seething white mass of her cum-filled mouth, adding to the cum of the other men, though the stuff was overflowing from her mouth already. He moved his cock to within inches of her face, so that he could hear each individual jet of cum smack her wetly in the mouth.

"Eat it, bitch! Eat it, you cock-teasing little cunt!" Reggie wheezed. He was wiping his cock in her hair, smearing off great wads of jism with the lovely, strands.

The cock on her left spurted cum again, and this time the silver blob hit her cheek and bounced up into the air before splintering into several smaller blobs. The strings of white fell in every direction to her grossly wet face. Underneath all the spunk, she was not recognizable.

Teasdale had been fucking Kelly steadily while all this was going on, but now he began to grunt and squirm, and suddenly he was withdrawing his cock from her cunt. He took his cock in hand and edged up her body slightly, aiming his prick like a hose along the length of her nude and glistening body.

He shot a comet of white cum all the way up the center of her golden body, from cunt hair to tits. It was across, glistening stream of cum half an inch wide and it curved over her brown belly, filled her navel, and wriggled up over her rib cage before slithering in between her jism-soaked tits. Cum soiled her garter belt and bra strap.

"Cover her with cum! Splatter her with it!" wheezed Reggie. His face was still flushed and excited.

Tesadale tilted his cock up and spurted out another long streak of cum that shot through the air like a harpoon. The jism hung in the air for a second then fell onto the helpless girl. This blast of cum splattered on the wet globe of her tit, just to one side of the erect, slimy nipple.

Then he tilted his cock higher still, trying to shoot his cum as far as her face. And sure enough, his third jet of spunk shot straight over her left tit and, splattered her cum-glazed face. It was just one more silver spunk trail among the dozens already deposited there.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" croaked Reggie. He stared down at Kelly, fascinated.

Teasdale pumped his cock steadily, and fired jet after jet of thick spunk across Kelly's tits to her slimy face. She lay, quite passively under the shower of hot jizz, breathing slowly through one clear nostril. Her eyes were obliterated under two pools of white cum, and her mouth was overflowing with cock cream.

One more jet of cum shot off between her tits as far as the hollow of her neck, and then all that was left in Teasdale's cock dripped down in the sticky white strands to her golden belly.

"What a horny cunt. What a hot bitch," Reggie concluded tiredly. He fell back to the bed and closed his eyes.

Kelly lay there on the bed underneath her glaze of warm cum. She was very still, and it appeared that she might be asleep. But suddenly she shifted, adjusted her position in the center of the group of drained men. Her face remained passive under the thick layers of steaming spunk. But her arms and hands were moving.

Slowly, lazily, she began massaging the heavy spunk into her tits with her long fingers. She spread the cock cream this way and that, making her tits shine. The rest ran down through her cleavage and over her rib cage. Her mouth smiled beneath an ocean of quivering spunk.

CHAPTER TEN

Whenever she thought about it later, Kelly told herself that she did what she did with the five men because she didn't have a choice. They'd backed her into a corner, and if she'd refused to go along with them they might have gotten mad and hurt her in some way. That was what she told herself, over and over again, in the days that followed.

But deep down she knew it wasn't true. She hadn't been forced to do anything. She could have left Teasdale's house. It was that simple. She didn't have to hang around and let herself get fucked by five men. She didn't have to fuck and suck them till they splattered her with all that cum.

Kelly flushed deeply, even now, when she remembered how all the cocks had spat spunk at ha, how they had simply covered her with layer after layer of sizzling jizz. That was really kinky. Nothing she'd ever done before had been quite as weird as that. And she'd done some pretty wild things lately.

She wondered how much stranger her life could get. And the thought frightened her a little. Most girls her age were just getting used to dating and going with one boy and all that. She had been in a rough-and-tumble orgy with five grown men, a couple of them many years older than she. Kelly wondered if she was turning into some kind of nympho.

For the better part of a week, she concentrated on school. She stayed home in the evenings and actually did some studying. She even turned down several offers of babysitting jobs. She figured it was time to think things over and decide a thing or two about herself.

But by the end of the week she was growing restless again. She found herself daydreaming of Teasdale and Rivers and the other brawny men who had fucked her. It became more and more difficult to concentrate on schoolwork.

When she got a call to go babysitting, she jumped at the chance. She needed to get out of the house again. A few days cooped up was all she could take. And she had no need to worry because the call came from someone she'd never heard of. It wasn't Teasdale or Rivers. She wasn't necessarily going to get fucked. In her present confused state, that suited her just fine.

Still, before she left she applied make-up and dressed sexily. She even wore a pair of stockings with a new garter belt. She felt more comfortable, more confident, when she dolled herself up like this. It didn't mean she was some kind of nympho, she did it, just because she liked garter belts and heavy make-up?

And the babysitting job was the most ordinary she had yet had. She said good-bye to the parents, and headed to Mr. and Mrs. Carstairs, and spent a quiet evening watching their TV. Mr. Carstairs didn't return and try to seduce her; she wasn't disturbed at all. Maybe things were returning to normal after all. She fell into a light doze before the parents returned from their night out.

It wasn't until later, when she'd been paid for her evening of babysitting and Mr. Carstairs was driving her home, that things started to get weird again. She'd become quite sleepy and could barely keep her eyes open as she said good night to Carstairs' wife. Now, in the car, she fell into her gentle doze again and lay back against the door with her slender legs spread in front of her.

Vaguely, she was aware of the car stopping, of Carstairs sliding across the seat toward her. She felt his hands on her silky thighs, and her short dress was being shoved up her legs. She heard him gasp with surprise as he caught sight of her bright red garter belt attached to her gray stockings.

"Jesus Christ, little girl. Sonovabitch!" he muttered to himself. He ran his hands up and down the dry nylon of her stockings and pushed her dress up farther.

"What... what are you doing?" Kelly asked sleepily. She stared down at his fumbling hands.

"I'm checking you out, little girl. I want to see if what they say about you is for real."

He had shoved her dress up over her crotch now and her glorious tufted cunt was visible beneath her smooth belly. There were no panties to obstruct his view, and again he gasped loudly with surprise. His gasp turned to a low moan as he dipped his fingers down and hooked them inside her lush cunt slit.

"What... do they say about me?" Kelly asked him lazily. She didn't resist him.

"That you love cock. That you can't get enough," he went on matter-of-factly. He was fucking his fingers in and out of her luscious cunt. With his free hand he tugged her dress from her shoulder and tried to expose one of her lovely tits.

Kelly sank back against the car seat and let him paw and play with her. So, everyone thought of her as an easy fuck. And was it any wonder? She'd fucked and sucked more guys in the past week or so than most girls did in a lifetime. She'd experimented with everyone and everything. It wasn't too surprising that she should make a name for herself.

And she'd had fun, hadn't she? She'd learned that she loved fucking and had shown herself willing to take a cock up any and every hole she possessed. To hell with what people said about her. What did it matter? She'd done what she wanted to do and had enjoyed herself alone the way. Why should she have second thoughts now?

Carstairs had finally managed to haul her dress far enough down so that her huge tit lolled into view with its nut-brown nipple sticking out proudly. He bent to suck her tit and began to groan loudly. His fingers were wet and greasy in her steaming cunt.

Kelly moaned too. She was excited, and suddenly very much awake. Her hand snaked into his crotch and fondled the thick bulk of his prick. Her fingers found his fly and hauled it down. She fumbled inside and curled her fingers around his swelling cock. She began to pump his prick up and down in his pants.

"Oh fuck," he panted, and suddenly he was pulling his hand from her crotch. His mouth left her tit and he was sitting up straight.

"Do you want me to suck you off?" Kelly asked innocently. He seemed so excited. It was hard to tell what he wanted to do next.

He was unbuckling his belt, opening his pants, forcing her to let go of his cock long enough for him to push his shorts down. He knelt on the seat and his prick swayed out from his crotch hair and pointed at her accusingly. She began to reach for his cock again, but he brushed her hand away.

"C'mere. Lie down," he instructed, and he hauled her legs up onto the seat and tugged her down toward him.

He pried her thighs apart and, with his cock in his hand, lowered himself down between her legs. His cockhead slotted between her hairy wet cunt lips easily and he pressed forward, fucking four or five inches of prick inside her at one stroke. He withdrew slightly, then began fucking her in earnest, burying every last inch of cock inside her pussy and meshing his crotch hair with hers.

"I didn't think you were interested in me," she panted up at him tensely. "You were so different, when you were with your wife."

"I'm just smart around her," he grunted. "I was interested, all right. Fuck, who wouldn't be? You're something to look at, little girl. You've got a body that makes men go weak in the knees."

He fucked his cock in and out of her pussy, carving her cunt this way and that. He had her legs cranked back into a scissored position with her feet up over his shoulders. He could fuck her deeply this way. His balls swung heavily up and down and his cock made wet sucking noises as it fucked in and out of her pussy.

"Still, you're a sexy little cunt!" he croaked, his ass pumping. He had hauled down the top of her dress so far now that both tits were naked, and her tits jiggled and rolled in front of him like creamy mounds of dough. He squeezed her firm in his hands and pressed the stiff nipples.

"It feels so good, your cock in me," she purred, her head rolling back and forth, her tongue licking her full lips. "I love cock, I really do."

He fucked her steadily for several minutes, then gazed down into her blue eyes. "Did you really make it with five guys at the same time last week?"

She stared right back up at him. "What if I did? What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing. I think it's great. It's just pretty wild, is all. You've got to admit it."

Her tits shook each time he rammed his cock into her pussy. She smiled at him slowly. "I'm a pretty wild chick, I guess. I can't help it."

All this talk was driving Carstairs closer and closer to the edge, and suddenly he began fucking her violently, pinning her to the car seat with the deep fuck-lunges of his cock. Kelly had her hands clenched in the meat of his ass cheeks and she sensed he was about to climax.

"When you come, pull out. Okay? I want to watch you go off," she wheezed. "I want to see your cum. I want to watch your jizz splash all over me!"

"Ohhhh shit," Carstairs grunted, fucking even faster.

"Come all over my belly," she urged, glaring at him madly. "And all over my tits. And in my face. I'll catch some jizz in my mouth too. Okay? Come all over me!"

"Ohhhhh shit," Carstairs repeated. What kind of girl was she, anyway? It appeared that everything he'd heard about her was true. What a hot, wild little slut!

She smiled up at him and licked her lips -- and that was all he could stand. He felt his balls begin to melt. He fucked into her two or three more times, then quickly pulled his prick out of her pussy and swung his huge cock up over her quivering brown belly. He clasped his fucker in his fist and began to pump on it madly.

A long streamer of cum shot clear of his cock and bounced all the way up her belly to her tit. He heard his cum-load smack loudly against her lovely golden skin. Cum gleamed across her body like a thick slash of white paint. The silver fuck juice slithered down the lower globe of her lush tit.

"Yes! Mover me! Shoot cum all over me!" she wailed. She watched his twitching cockhead anxiously.

He was clambering up over her, clutching his cock desperately, trying to straddle her with his muscular thighs. A second shot of cum bounced off her tit and sailed off into the air before smashing across her right eye. She laughed crazily and reached for his cum-spouting cock, her mouth wide open, her tongue stuck out.

"Come in my face and in my mouth!" she yelled, glaring up at him wildly.

She wrapped her fist around his cock and he let her take over. She pulled his prick towards her as she pumped it, giggling like a silly youngster as wad after wad of creamy white spunk shot into her mouth and onto her pretty face. She craned her neck and lifted her head off the seat to meet the cum-gushing cock halfway.

A giant loop of cum twirled in the air then fell, splattering across her face. It crossed her cheek and hooked itself over her nose prettily. Part of the loop of jism hung off her eyelash. Then she had the cock inches from her open face and it was spitting cum, again and again, into the painted oval of her mouth, filling her up with cock cream.

"Ohhhhh," he groaned, thrustig his hips at the willing teenager. He'd climbed so far now his hairy balls scraped across her left tit.

Kelly watched the cockhead seriously as it spurted knot after knot of silver jism into her mouth. She jerked on the cockshaft with her hand and brought it closer and closer to her face. And at last she forced her mouth down on his big prick while it was still shooting cum. She felt the cockhead twitch on her tongue and squirt out hot jets of thick cum.

But she didn't swallow a drop. She closed off her throat and collected the sizzling fuck juice on her tongue and between her cheeks and gums. Her cheeks swelled as they filled up with cum, and trickles of creamy slime escaped from the corners of her mouth and dribbled down her chin.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh!" Carstairs grunted, staring down at her in disbelief.

His cock was caught in the grip of her fingers, and she was pumping it expertly and steadily, milking out every last drop of sizzling jism. She even searched out his heavy balls with her free hand and squeezed them encouragingly, coaxing the cum from his balls.

At last his cock seemed empty, and she let it slip lazily from her cum-clogged mouth. His prick immediately swung up her cheek and its bloated purple head oozed out a clear string of fuck fluid that clung to her face like a glistening snail track.

Kelly was struggling to sit up. Finally Carstairs got the message and lifted his weight off her. He leaned back against the car seat and stared at her, fascinated. She seemed about to do something special. She appeared to want all of his attention.

Suddenly, halfway sitting up now, she gazed at him with her big blue eyes. Then, very slowly, she smiled, opening her mouth a few degrees so that the great backed-up flow of spunk could ooze out over her lower lip in a long, seemingly unending stream. Her painted girlish mouth was an oval mass of shining white cum. Her lips were joined by white cobwebs of cum.

And, like thick silver syrup, the juicy stream of cum slid from her lips, down her chin, into the hollow of her, neck, and on down onto her luscious tits. There seemed to be gallons of cum in her mouth, and she was letting it out slowly, so that the process took a very long time. Jizz hung off her lips and chin like glossy elastic bands and dangled to her tits.

"Ohhhh fuck! Ohhh fuck!" Carstairs groaned. He couldn't take his eyes off the cum-slobbering girl.

And all she did was smile at him, sweetly, like an innocent child, while his cum drooled from her lush red lips. He watched the jism fall from her chin, run down her brawn tits. He moaned like a crazy man. And all she did was smile at him, and let the thick cock cream drool from her cum-clogged mouth.

THE END